Ye's father looked at her more strangely: "He used to be a street vendor, didn't you know?"
"Used to be a street vendor?" Zhao Xiao was completely shocked.
How is this possible?
"Yeah, didn't she ever tell you?"
This "she" referred to Ye Ranran, but Zhao Xiao thought it was referring to Ye Tianjing, so she shook her head: "No, she didn't."
"That's really strange, she actually didn't tell you."
Then why did she send her here, after all?
What Ye's father said made Zhao Xiao feel very strange.
It's understandable that Ye Tianjing didn't tell her, after all, such a past is hard to speak of.
It would be strange if it was said so openly.
As they talked, the goods were finally all stuffed into the car.
On the way here, Zhao Xiao sat in the back, but now she couldn't fit in the back anymore.
And the back was full of goods, the door definitely had to be closed, and if someone sat inside, they would be stifled.
So she could only sit in the front.
