The rain still hadn't stopped, transforming from a torrential downpour into a light drizzle.
Qinghe had not bothered with an umbrella and was soaked through.
Su Qingyue frowned slightly, "fourth brother, why didn't you even use an umbrella?"
Qinghe looked at Su Qingyue's calm face, "Qingyue, what exactly happened between you and third brother?"
"Between your third brother and me there was too much distrust, and I, also feel that Master Chang suits me better. So, third brother and I... it's already over." Her voice was calm without any ripples.
Xiao Qinghe was not surprised she would say this, because unless it had reached the point of a breakup, she would not have thrown out the Xiao couple's belongings, along with third brother's luggage, "..."
Silence spread through the air.
"I don't believe it." Qinghe said firmly, "You do not like Master Chang." His tone was certain.
