Jian Keyan took the initiative to step forward, blocking Wen Zhiyao's path.
"Cousin, I've been calling you, why aren't you paying me any attention?" Jian Keyan complained with a look of grievance, as if she had suffered great injustice.
Wen Zhiyao looked at her stiff acting.
She responded coldly, "Why should I care about you? I don't even know you."
Wen Zhiyao had already removed the Jian family's members from her circle of relatives and had no desire for further involvement with them.
Jian Keyan shook her head, refusing to accept that this was the reality.
"Cousin, I know you have a lot of complaints about me, but I made mistakes only because I was ignorant then. I've already sincerely repented. I've worked hard to change. Can't you give me a chance? I want to continue being your cousin."
Jian Keyan held onto Wen Zhiyao's arm, continuously pleading.
