He dashed out eagerly, his feet hovering a few millimeters above the ground, his speed astonishingly fast.
Si Fuqing gazed at the photo frame in her hands, gradually losing herself in thought.
The sound of footsteps heralded Yu Tang's return. "Qingqing, is he really your uncle? I took a closer look earlier, and he's quite handsome."
"I'm not sure," Si Fuqing collected her thoughts. "Maybe he is."
"What would you think if he really was?" Yu Tang pursed his lips. "I see they're all ordinary people. Ordinary people are quite nice, free from the disputes of large families, leading a peaceful life."
"I'm somewhat afraid and somewhat resistant," Si Fuqing pondered, then smiled. "Having been alone for so long, I've grown accustomed to it. I used to long for a family, but later I felt that I actually don't need one."
Yu Tang felt distressed hearing this. "Qingqing..."