"What are you asking that for?"
I asked one question too many.
Ye Qixin gave an awkward smile, afraid I would spot the flaw.
She had indeed intended to deceive Mother, but there was nothing wrong with her original motive.
So, strictly speaking, she could barely be considered not at fault.
Naturally, she felt somewhat justified.
Not to mention that the little dumpling had already prepared herself to be hung from a tree and beaten for three days and three nights. That only made her even more righteous.
Well, to add something.
She was not actually all that calm either.
All this present peace and quiet was nothing to envy.
It had been bought with a beating in the future.
Once you knew that, you would not envy it anymore.
"It's nothing, I was just asking."
After saying that, Ye Qixin knew she was in the wrong and could not give Mother another chance to question her. Following her little kitten instincts, she skipped and hopped away toward the front.
Dressed in a light pink princess dress, with an exquisitely adorable little face—especially those eyes, proportionally larger than a human's—together with her harmless age, she was bound to stand like a crane among chickens wherever she went, a little princess who drew every eye in the crowd.
Her big eyes were rather like Xiaoyao's.
Her birth and talent—
were destined to see her spend her whole life beneath the envious gazes of others.
"She wasn't like this when she was little. The older she gets, the less she wants to talk to me. I only said a word or two to her, and she turned around and vanished without a trace." I explained to the others. Though my words sounded like a complaint, my eyes never left my departing precious