Ding Yiyi did not want to let Ao Xue follow her. She vaguely felt that Ao Xue had an inexplicable hostility towards Ye Chuyun. This hostility made her feel dangerous. Her palms warmed and Ye Chuyun shook her head.

There is no room to turn things around. Ao Xue knows she has to go, and her anxiety has been growing. No one standing here can help herself, not even Grandma.

"Well, OK, I'll just clean it up and go downstairs in ten minutes." She laughed at the crowd in a panic and hurried upstairs.

Lock the door, she is anxious to walk around the room, Ye Chuyun will not let...