C819 Wealthy Marriage 748

"Wen Jun, I … I'm sorry." Xia Yihan lowered her head like a child who had done something wrong and didn't know what to do.

A pair of shoes appeared in his line of sight. Xue Wen extended his hand to sweep the fallen leaves that had fallen onto Xia Yihan's shoulder. He softly asked, "Is everything settled?"

Xia Yihan raised her head and saw Xue Wenjun's tired eyes and the dark green under them