A tear slipped from Xia Qingzhu's eyes as she slowly raised her head to look at Ye Xuan, her voice trembling, "Today, I came to ask you, if I am willing to leave the Xia Family, could we ever go back to the way we were?"
Staring at the tear tracks on Xia Qingzhu's face, Ye Xuan was momentarily startled, then slowly shook his head and said, "Some things, once missed, can never be reclaimed. If there's nothing else, I'll be taking my leave."
"Hey, what's the matter with you? My sister came all this way to see you, and you treat her like this?" The young girl's face reddened as she angrily scolded Ye Xuan.
"Who are you?" Ye Xuan asked calmly, facing the girl's bratty demeanor.
"I'm her younger sister. I just want to tell you that my sister is about to marry far away in Japan. She came here hoping you could take her away because she has never forgotten you," the young girl said, her face flushed red.