Ye Zhi shook her little head, dispelling the jumbled thoughts, took a few deep breaths, and forced herself to calm down: "Xiao Chen can't possibly marry me. It's enough if he doesn't kill me in the future, and I can't marry him either. Huanhuan, there are things you wouldn't understand even if I told you. It's just that when I was young, I was ignorant and often bullied Xiao Chen with Li Du and some other naughty kids."
When she said this, her tone was low and full of remorse, it shouldn't have been that way. Huanhuan walked over, patted her small shoulder to show comfort: "Who remembers childhood stuff clearly? It's just you being silly and holding onto it, but aren't you just making things difficult for yourself?"
Ye Zhi looked at her gloomily, Little Traitor is a precocious child, different from us...
