The Son of the Richest Man
Editor: Atlas Studios
Su Yi sighed. "Sheng Sheng, do you know why they separated back then? They are obviously a perfect match."
Ling Sheng shook her head. "I don't know."
She could not ask anyone. The Third Master did not know. If he had known, he would definitely have told her. Not only did her uncles refuse to mention it, but even her grandparents never uttered a single word about it. As a result, she could only rely on her feelings to make guesses.
There were still some lingering feelings between the two of them. At the very least, her father still had some lingering feelings.
Xiaoqi was sick and tired too, after playing for a day. He had long fallen asleep in Ling Sheng's embrace not long after getting in the car. He was sleeping soundly.
Su Yi asked Xiao Chen to raise the temperature in the car a little. After settling the issue, she let Ling Sheng look at Weibo. It was still the hottest topic.