For many years, the couple had been deeply devoted to each other.
But she never imagined that her running away from home would lead to them being forever parted by death.
As for Ironman's past, Shui Qianrou couldn't explain it clearly. Seeing she wasn't in a good state, Fang Shuwen told her to go rest.
Only Fang Shuwen and Fang Lingxin were left in the courtyard. Fang Lingxin gazed at Shui Qianrou's room, a hint of worry in her eyes.
"Master, the things you said... did you really mean them, or were you just trying to comfort her?"
"Both."
Fang Shuwen's answer was a bit ambiguous.
Fang Lingxin blinked her big eyes.
"What do you mean, 'both'? I thought what you said made a lot of sense...
"Anyway, I don't think Xiao Rou'er's brother can be a bad person."
"Why?"
Fang Shuwen found that strange.
"How could a big brother be a bad person?"
Fang Lingxin said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world,
