"Ye Qinghuang? You came too? What's the matter, don't recognize your oldest sister anymore?"
Ye Lao'er sneered at Ye Qinghuang, "Back then, your big sister took such good care of you, and you've already forgotten her?"
Ye Qinghuang's delicate body couldn't stop trembling, her eyes were vacant, her face filled with resistance.
She really didn't want to recall what had happened back then.
Su Qinwei was holding Ye Qinghuang tight, whispering something comforting, then she turned to glare angrily at Ye Lao'er, blaming him for bringing up the unpleasant past that upset Ye Qinghuang.
As for Ye Lao'er, he was indifferent, wearing a disdainful sneer on his face, "Mr. Yin, let me introduce you, this lady is the eldest among the younger generation of our Ye Family, her fiancé, even more so, belongs to one of the top families in the provincial city—the Yu Family!"
