The gentle way Pei Ziheng looked at her was like he was looking at an insensible girl. "I didn't say anything after you slapped her or scolded her. However, this time, she hurt you with eleven beaded pins but you hurt her with one hundred and eleven pins. That's going too far. The person sitting in front of me is you, Xiao Ling. Do you know…" Pei Ziheng slightly paused, and his voice became even softer. "If it were someone else, he would probably have died a long time ago."
"Ye Xingling" was special. There was no doubt that she resembled Xia Ling the most.
However, Xia Yu was also special. She was the only person related to Xia Ling biologically left in this world — Xia Ling's most beloved younger sister.
