C367 Junior brother nameless

Shui Qingyan looked at the chrysanthemums blooming in the garden and pursed her lips slightly.

Zhao Zhiyan looked at Shui Qingyan's indifferent profile, sighed, and no longer brought up Zhao Zhilan's matter.

"My mother wrote a few letters to Jiangnan, but my grandmother didn't reply." Zhao Zhiyan said again. Mentioning this matter, a tinge of worry leaked out of Zhao Zhiyan's eyes