Yu Niaoniao was not the kind of person who insisted on poking at someone's wound.
She raised her hands in surrender.
"All right, all right, I'll stop. Go home yourself. I'm leaving."
Yu Pingping hurriedly stopped her. "Don't leave!"
Yu Niaoniao said, "Is there anything else?"
Yu Pingping clutched her handkerchief and squirmed.
"Thank you for earlier."
Yu Niaoniao rolled her eyes and asked gossipily, "If you really want to thank me, tell me about what happened between you and Yang Yi. I'm curious how you fell for him."
Yu Pingping didn't want to say. She was afraid of losing face.
But the other party had just helped her, so she could not burn bridges.
After much hesitation, she finally braced herself and spoke.
"It's a long story…"
Yu Pingping used to go to the Yang family to play with Yang Xianrong. After some time, she got to know Yang Xianrong's brother, Yang Yi.
Yang Yi was good-looking and gentle.
