Aoyama Xiu Xin was boating on the sea when Panasonic Jiezi stopped Panasonic Qingyun, who had just left the laboratory.
"What are you doing here again?"
Looking at his cousin who had been blocking his way for several days in a row, Panasonic Qingyun felt touched yet helpless.
"Qingyun, no matter what, we are cousins. The grudges of the older generation should not continue with us, should they? Grandfather's days are numbered, and his last wish is to see family harmony before he dies. I have to help him fulfill it."
Panasonic Jiezi was smoking, his tone sincere.
Ever since agreeing to work with Aoyama Xiu Xin, he had been seeking Panasonic Qingyun out these past three or four days. They had managed to speak a few peaceful words, which was progress.
