"Isn't it great to be clear-minded?" Su Qianxun chuckled and placed her hands on his shoulders. "Unless you want to be like me, who is living a befuddled life?"
"If you knew we were not blood-related in the past, would you have treated me differently? My beloved… little aunt." Su Wencheng looked at her with a complex gaze.
Su Qianxun furrowed her brows and remained silent.
She did not know if it was because she did not want to respond or if she did not know how to.
A smile filled with faint mockery was seen on Su Wencheng's face. "It seems that I shouldn't have asked you that. But Xiao Xun… the person who stayed by your side has always been me."
That sentence clearly had a deeper meaning.
He stared at Su Qianxun's face and reached out his long and slender arm towards her face. But he stopped mid-air and did not touch her. Instead, he offered her a deep gaze while he slightly moved his fingers. "Actually, you should know that I…"