Suddenly lowering his eyes, he smiled self-deprecatingly, "I have no parents, grew up in the Ye Mansion from childhood, have no possessions of my own, and am quite content with the fact that none of you mind me. My father was originally a Deputy General, but because of me... um."
A soft, gentle little hand covered his mouth~
The girl's delicate fingers were like orchid petals, soft and slender, with a faint pleasant fragrance that wafted into his nose.
The Little Traitor widened his bright eyes at Ye Zhi, why was she covering him???
At the same time, his delicate face turned a little warm.
Ye Zhi didn't let go, and retorted, "Xiao Chen, don't say that. In my heart, you are the best. You know many things, such as your beautiful handwriting, and among the few of us, you are the smartest. Although you haven't done any major thing to amaze us, no matter what, you are still the best."
