Ye Shuimi's heart was beaten hard. She knew she couldn't stay here. Maybe she was a bad existence. No matter where she stayed, she would always cause trouble to others.

"I'm leaving soon, you can rest assured."

"I don't mean that." The girl hurried to explain, but was caught by the hand.

"I think he likes you. That's the first time he took a girl's hand. So he has some confidence in him. Can he stay close to him?

The girl muttered, "Why don't you put in good research and grow flowers with him if you're not ready for it?" Perhaps through conversation, she was much less wary of Ye...