Shang Qing, her face cupped in Ji Xun’s palms, slowly raised her eyes. A sense of inexplicable fragility in her glistening gaze left Ji Xun at a loss. All he could do was hurriedly wipe away the stinging, crystal-clear tears.
With her cheeks held in his hands, Shang Qing was momentarily dazed by the beautiful, worried look in Ji Xun’s eyes. She lowered her lids, reached out her arms to wrap them around his lean waist, and pressed her face against his chest. Tears fell like beads from a broken string. Shang Qing didn't want to cry, but she couldn't help herself. She murmured, her voice thick with congestion, "Xiaoxun, you are so kind. Thank you..."
Grandma Kang, whose initial anxiety had gradually calmed, watched the scene, then rose from her seat and left the living room with a smile on her face.
Chapter 267