"You guys say youâre glued together for two days, how come youâre going abroad for two or three days and itâs still so hard to part?" Brooke Black teased Jane Sampson as soon as she saw her, just to see her blush.
"Because Iâm still in the honeymoon period with him." Jane Sampson responded cheerfully, leaving Brooke Black speechless.
"Sis, youâre really..." Even Bright Sampton couldnât help but roll his eyes at Jane Sampson, "Youâve been married for several years, youâre like an old couple now. Not to exaggerate, you couldâve divorced several times by now. Arenât you embarrassed saying things like that?"
"Why should I be embarrassed?" Jane Sampson pretended to be cute and shook her head, "Blame me because your brother-in-law was slow to catch on?"
"As if you were quick to catch on yourself." Brooke Black was amused by Jane Sampson, "Between you and James Black, he was the one who caught on first, wasnât he? Youâre slower than a block of wood."
Jane Sampson laughed with a "hee-hee," clinging to Brooke Blackâs arm as she pouted, and then the three proceeded to check in.
With more than thirteen hours of flight time, even sitting in the first class cabin was a bit tough. Jane Sampson woke from one sleep, only three hours had passed. Seeing Bright Sampton flipping through documents, she leaned over.
"What are you looking at now?" Jane Sampson asked curiously.
"Some documents about our folk customs." Bright Sampton replied, "Weâre planning a trial opening of the folk customs by the end of the year at the latest. Since the flight time is long, I brought these documents along to look through. Itâs a good way to pass the time."
While Bright Sampton spoke, Jane Sampson kept looking at his face.
Since the Sampton Family dispersed, Bright Sampton had matured a lot.
In her memories, he was still a little boy following her, calling out sister, I want candy, and now, in a blink, he had grown up.
Mature enough to be independent and handle his own affairs, grown enough to protect his sister.
Jane Sampson thought, though the Sampton Family brought her indelible psychological trauma, it also brought her irreplaceable relatives. Grandpa, Grandma.
Most importantly, there was Bright Sampton.
"Bright Sampton, since youâre already out, do you want to take the opportunity to visit your mother?" Jane Sampson asked.
When Jane Sampson faked her death, Mother Sampton and Julie Sampton specially came to bid farewell to her, and disclosed Father Samptonâs intention to divide Jane Sampsonâs inheritance to the Black Family.
Jane Sampson takes things lightly.
So, the grudges she originally held against Julie Sampson and Mother Sampton seemed to have dissipated slowly.
Julie and Mother Sampton had settled abroad, their interaction with her would not be prolonged, and with this distance, past conflicts seemed to have truly drifted away like the wind.
"Mom knew you were going to deal with the injury on your arm, so she asked me about the hospital and time you scheduled. Then, she and Julie will also come along." Bright Sampton finished speaking and looked up at Jane Sampson, noticing a moment of surprise on her face, he explained further.
"Back then, they came back to the country to see you off for the last time. After they left, you reappeared in front of the public. Mom always feared you hadnât forgiven her, so she didnât dare to call you. She often calls me to ask about you and me." Bright Sampton reached out and patted the back of Jane Sampsonâs hand, "Sis, do you think I shouldâve informed you first?"
Jane Sampson shook her head and smiled, "No, itâs alright."
She truly didnât mind in her heart.