Summary
My Fiancé secretly sponsored a little girl behind my back.
As I passed by her school in the car, I saw the little girl tugging timidly at the faded sleeve of a young boy, calling him Brother Xu.
The boy had delicate features, standing tall and graceful like a birch tree.
I said, “Bring him over.”
“Miss?”
I lifted my chin, my tone indifferent: “Nothing in particular, I just want to sponsor him too.”