After a while, he finally asked, "The Liang family is very worried about you. Do you think we should notify them?"
The Liang family?
The Liang of the Liang family, as in the beam of a house.
Liang, Liang, Liang.
The word felt very familiar, as if it held some unusual significance.
Her head started to ache again, but she didn't show it. She herself didn't know why she was being so cautious, but in any case, she was overly careful.
"Then I'll trouble you, Young Master Xiao."
Xiao Qinghe: "..."
...
Qinghe wrote quickly, finishing a letter, then suddenly crumpled it into a ball.
The wastebasket by the desk was piled with paper balls, all written by him personally.
How could he push his woman to those people?
Even if she forgot, even if she no longer had feelings for him, what about him? Where was he supposed to place his heart?
Notify the Liang family?
