"Thank you."
Dongfang Liuyun looked at Xi Xiaye gratefully.
Xi Xiaye looked at Dongfang Liuyun with a gentle expression—
She was wearing a black coat with a grayish-black winter dress underneath. It was her usual outfit. Her long hair was tied up and tied behind her head with a simple wooden hairpin. As she looked at it, she seemed a little otherworldly.
However, her face looked a little haggard and pale, and it was hard to hide the fatigue between her brows.
"I used to have some friendship with Vice President Wang. When she passed away, I was by her side. I promised her that I would take care of Qi Lei as if he was my brother. Time passed by so quickly. In the blink of an eye, so much time has passed."
Xi Xiaye sighed as she quietly bent down and placed the bouquet of carnations in front of Wang Qin's tombstone.