The young man was startled for a moment, as if he didn't expect that such a little girl could be so snobbish. However, he still reached into his arms, took out two copper coins, handed them to Wan Qing, and even slightly raised the corners of his mouth, "This is for
you."
Wan Qing smiled happily, took the thing over, and took advantage of the opportunity to look at his wrist. Then she put the copper coins away with an excited look, "Okay, I'll give it to you."
After saying that, she was about to turn around, but just halfway through, she stopped again and looked at the young man with a puzzled and embarrassed look on her face, "If they ask me who asked me to give it to me, how should I answer?"
"Don't worry, he won't ask, you just need to deliver the things." The young man's voice was still cold. This time, Wan Qing could tell that the coldness meant indifference, despair, and no hope anymore.
, and from then on became the indifference of strangers.
However, Wan Qing couldn't help but wonder, what was the relationship between this young man and the so-called Master Xiao, and what was the special significance of this golden lock?
Wan Qing suddenly thought... No, her family name is indeed Xiao, hers is Xiao, her brother and her mother are both Xiao, but there is no Mr. Xiao!
"Uh, this... little brother, are you mistaken? There is no Mr. Xiao here."
The young man had already turned around and left, but his voice was still cold, "Yes, you've been there, so you'll know."
Wan Qing watched the young man disappear, then turned back to look at her house. She had no intention of sending the things there now. Anyway, she only agreed to send them to the man, but she did not promise to send them immediately.
She had promised her mother that she would not go out until her mother came to see her. She was an obedient and good baby, so naturally she had to wait for her mother to come to her.
Fortunately, her mother did not forget her and came to find her soon. The one who was one step ahead of her mother was her brother, Xiao Jing.
"Sister, come home with me quickly." As soon as Xiao Jing arrived, he immediately picked up Wan Qing and rushed home quickly.
Xiao Hongyun was standing at the door, looking at the two of them with a complicated expression, with more joy than worry, and a look of relief on her face.
Next to Xiao Hongyun, stood a man, the same one Wan Qing had seen from a distance before. Looking closer, he realized that this man looked exactly like Xiao Jing. Except for the shorter beard, his age