Xiao Qi alighted from the train with his luggage, looking at the city he hadn't returned to in so many years, he felt a strange mix of emotions.
If it hadn't been for An'an's wedding this time, he estimated he still wouldn't have returned. Because what he had always thought was that if he were to return, it would be with the eldest.
Xiao Qi stepped off the platform. The person who came to pick him up had been waiting outside the train station for some time.
"Young Master." The moment Uncle Xiao spotted Xiao Qi, he shouted.
"Uncle Xiao, long time no see. How have you been these years?" Uncle Xiao had been his grandfather's attendant, so Xiao Qi was not at all unfamiliar with him.
"I'm very well. I'm flattered that you still remember this old man." Uncle Xiao gave Xiao Qi a smile.
Uncle Xiao put Xiao Qi's luggage in the car. After making sure Xiao Qi was settled, he started the car and drove him back to the Xiaos.