"You're asking on purpose," the girl said.
"Then what is your relationship with me?" Wen Nuan wanted to ask her, but she felt that there was no point. The girl in white looked very young, younger than her, but she had a maturity that seemed to have come from a long and difficult life.
Wen Nuan thought that she was lucky after all. She had never known she was a part of the Long family. She never had to carry the burden of the Long family's responsibilities and worries. She had lived a happy and carefree life for twenty-one years.
She was lucky.
Compared to the girl in front of her, she was much happier.
At least her eyes weren't as lifeless and empty as the girl's.
Wen Nuan knew that there was no point in asking any more questions. She finally gave up and walked toward Ye Feimo. She felt conflicted. This girl was probably the first blood relative she had ever met.
But they were more like strangers than strangers.
Ye Feimo asked, "What did you talk about?"
