"Brother, I was too young and I said something stupid. I hope you can forgive me." Ning Qingshan greeted Ning Huaiyuan with a bow, looking calm and graceful.

"Sister..." Ning Huaiyuan looked at her thoughtfully, a strange look flashing in his eyes. He assumed a posture to hold her up, and he found it was difficult for him to call her so intimately like before. He paused for a while and then continued, "Third Sister, let's bygones be bygones. We have grown up, so we should be ...