Looking at Qing Ning weeping in the night breeze, Zhou Yuan took a step forward with compassion, comforting her, "Actually, neither of us is to blame. The fault lies with my dad for leaving us such a huge mess!"
His heart was filled with more sorrow than anyone's.
The stance of Qing Yuwen was so resolute that it left him no way out.
"But... but now I have no home!"
Qing Ning had always been lively and cheerful, but when the moment really came, she still couldn't accept this blow.
After all, behind that door were her relatives and her concerns.
But now, there was nothing left.
"From now on, the Zhou Alliance will be your home!"
Zhou Yuan patted Qing Ning's shoulder and said with a furrowed brow, "Actually, Uncle Qing isn't trying to make things difficult for you, he's just making them difficult for me."
This punch hit him with no chance to fight back.
He didn't even have a method to deal with it.
"Let's go back!"