No one knew whether they would ever have the chance to meet again.
No one even dared to guarantee that all the warships would reach another star system safely.
Even if they did, and even if they managed to live for several hundred years, would they still feel as close as old friends after so much time had passed?
Probably not.
Back inside, Mo Xiaoxue shook her head in response to her sister-in-law and Du Du's concern. "My brother needs some peace and quiet."
Mo Xiaoxue had never believed that her brother would collapse over Li Qianqian's situation. More than twenty years ago, the consecutive deaths of their father and mother, along with having to support her, had not been enough to break him.
The older Mo Xiaoxue grew, the more she understood how difficult things had been for her brother back then.
If... if her brother hadn't been an excellent student...
If... if some relative had taken advantage of them after their parents' deaths...
If...
There had been too many possibilities. If even the slightest detail of those circumstances had changed, their happy and harmonious family might never have existed.
She couldn't imagine, nor could she begin to comprehend, how much pressure her brother had carried during those years of her childhood.
"Oh! He really is such a big sweetheart! He actually sent over a fleet. I told you long ago not to give Candy Technology so many warships."
Across the ocean, inside the White Palace in the dead of night, the blond Old Man angrily threw the documents onto the floor.
The secretary calmly picked up the documents in response to his outburst.
If she remembered correctly, the idea of giving Candy Technology such a large share of the warships had also come from the Old Boss himself.