"Child, I can't promise you that." Beisitian shook her head and refused.
Upon hearing Beisitian's words, the anticipation in Jing Changle's eyes vanished instantly, completely replaced by the bitterness and confusion of rejection, making his heart clench and feel empty, a very uncomfortable feeling.
He pursed his little face, looking up stubbornly at Beisitian.
"Auntie, I want to know why?" Jing Changle's voice trembled a little, but his tone was very firm.
Beisitian knew this child was strong-willed, otherwise he couldn't have lived with an elderly grandparent for so long without seeking help. If she didn't explain it clearly, this child would surely carry a lingering question in his heart.
"Come, sit here, and I'll tell you the reason." Beisitian pulled Jing Changle to sit on the sofa.
At this moment, there were only the two of them in the room, and Jing Changle slightly lowered his head, unable to hide his disappointment.
"Do you still remember your Inheritance Pearl?"
