Wen Shouyi secretly took a breath. The belt around her waist hurt a little, but it made her more awake.
Her tone was gentle, very naturally, she said, "To what extent? How should I put it? At that time, you were the high and mighty He family's little princess, and I was only the gardener's daughter, six years older than you. Our Circle was originally different, and we didn't have many opportunities to interact."
Wen Shouyi smiled amiably. "But you were doted on in the He family. The children of servants like us were ordered by our parents to especially respect you and take care of you, so we had no choice but to get familiar with you."
During those years, she quietly watched this little girl grow up beside Mrs. He, Mr. He, and Young Master He. At the beginning, she only dared to hide under the table to look at others, but later, she became arrogant and willful, looking down on others.
Six years was neither long nor short.
