C1135 The Thief Was the Thief

Feng Lanyan watched Ruan Qingge for a long time without speaking, a look of melancholy in her eyes. She got up, took Ruan Qingge's small hand, and sat beside her.

“Is there really no way to go out these days?”

Ruan Qingge nodded, patting Feng Lanyan's arm. “Auntie, I know you miss Naixin, but you've been patient for so many years. What's a few more days? For the greater good