Xi Zijun thought Xia Ye might change his attitude towards her, but it seemed she was overthinking.
Xia Ye remained indifferent, not even addressing her when speaking.
Xia Ye spoke up, "I don't like dealing with people who have ulterior motives."
Xi Zijun was shocked. Such words and tone, where did they come from a five or six-year-old child?
Xi Zijun was silent for two seconds, then said, "You seem to have some misunderstanding about me."
Xia Ye's voice remained calm and indifferent, "I don't think you would care about a six-year-old child's misunderstanding."
After speaking, Xia Ye turned and left.
In Xi Zijun's heart, a feeling of unwillingness arose, "Xia Ye, you seem to forget that I was the one who saved you at all costs. Even your mom didn't react as quickly as I did."
Xia Ye did stop in his tracks.
His small figure turned around, seemingly enveloped in a cold yet powerful aura.
Xia Ye stared at Xi Zijun's face.
That gaze was very similar to Gu Qichen's.
