C1008 Bring Me to the White Head

Chiang Hui smiled faintly. She lifted the corner of her lips, revealing a faint dimple. "My husband passed away five years ago."

... ""

Ye Zhiqiu did not expect to get such an answer. For a moment, she did not know how to respond. It was also because of her little thoughts that touched her wound that she felt guilty.

She apologized softly, "Aunt Jiang, I'm sorry, I don't know..."

"It's okay