Chapter 160
- Windy stood not far away, her gaze complicatedly fixed on the little boy. This child was adorable, but the bouquet of white chrysanthemums in his hands was an eyesore. Her state of mind was particularly complicated.
- ‘What has Ivy been up to lately? Why is there a kid with bereavement flowers here?’
- Ivy rushed out and waved at Windy as she was deep in thought.