Zhi'er's expression slightly froze, then unusually fell silent for a moment before finally lifting her head, looking at Ye Tian, and saying: "Actually, I always thought I didn't have so-called family. From a very young age, I grew up with Uncle Qin."
At this point, there was a hint of bitterness on Zhi'er's face.
Ye Tian felt a slight pain in his heart, a natural surge of sympathy. The feeling of not being with family from a young age must be hard, many would even harbor resentment, yet Zhi'er's character remained so wonderful.
Her dance, her music, all spoke of her cheerful nature.
"And then? Do you actually have family?" Ye Tian asked.
Zhi'er gently nodded and said: "Later my father found Uncle Qin and asked me to return to that home. Only then did I know that my father was a man of high status and power; those family members liked to compete and scheme. So I didn't feel any warmth from the family."
