My little uncle said in a low voice, "Jing Tian, I'm sorry. If I hadn't been so charitable with Tong Lin back then, this wouldn't have happened."
"Tong Lin? What does he got to do with this?" I was surprised. The name Tong Lin had been erased from my mind. Why was he brought up again?
My little uncle didn't say anything.
Jing Tian said indifferently, "What nonsense. One can't outrun one's destiny. In that case, we should take it head-on. Tong Le, this is not your fault, so don't shoulder it. Do you understand?"
My little uncle still didn't say anything.
They confused me. "Can either of you tell me what's going on?" I hated being excluded.
Jing Tian looked at me with a gentle gaze. "Nanxing, it's nothing. You can stand on your own already. I heard that my father is now your fan? He wants to give the Jing Family to you as a betrothal gift." He tried to change the subject.