Seeing her father for the first time in a long while, Ouyang Mingyue walked over by herself.
Luo Ye watched from not far away.
Before long, a middle-aged woman walking her dog came over. When she saw Luo Ye, she looked slightly surprised. "When did you get back?"
Luo Ye looked up and realized she was a neighbor from the same residential complex.
Anyone who could live in a villa in the capital was either rich or powerful. Luo Ye stood up and said politely, "Sister Mi, walking the dog?"
"Yeah. My Hani has been sick these past few days. Look, she's even wearing an Elizabethan collar."
After exchanging a few pleasantries, the middle-aged woman left.
When Luo Ye came back to himself, Ouyang Mingyue had returned.
"Let's go, Brother."
"What did you say to them?"
"Nothing."
Ouyang Mingyue seemed to have something on her mind.
Her parents were divorced, and she had stayed with her mother. Naturally, she harbored resentment toward her father.
Her father had suddenly said he wanted to remarry her mother and asked her to put in a few good words for him.
It had all happened too suddenly. For a moment, she did not know what to do.
She was no longer a child.
If they had gotten divorced, there had to have been problems. If they wanted to remarry, they should at least resolve those problems instead of asking her to play matchmaker.
It was also her family matter. She did not want to trouble Brother Luo Ye. After all, Luo Ye had already helped her and her mother far too much.
Just as Luo Ye had thought, as she grew up, she understood more and more things with increasing clarity—just how great a kindness Luo Ye's family had shown her and her mother.