Xia Lihua: Can I stay at the family house for two days then?
Grandpa: Of course! You can come over right away.
Xia Lihua: Okay
Old Master Xia felt his heartache.
Why did his granddaughter feel the need to ask for permission to come back to the family home? It was her home too.
Xia Lihua's wounds were just too deep.
Time had healed the wounds, but she had not forgotten anything.
He thought about the little girl Xia Lihua had once been, always so full of life and promise, her laughter echoing through the halls of Xia family mansion.
Her bright eyes had held so much hope, so much unspoken ambition. She used to run into his study, her eyes wide with curiosity, asking endless questions about everything from the family business to the books that lined the shelves.
Sending her away to another country chipped away at her youthful exuberance, leaving behind a woman who was strong, yes, but also guarded and distant.