Ye Xiao wore an indifferent expression.
Ha-ha.
Ye Bingtong, of course, had to be innocent.
After all, she was the female lead, how could she have any blemishes?
So.
The sufferings that Ye Xiao endured were deserved.
If she harbored resentment because of this and even blamed Ye Bingtong, then she was being irrational, she was a mess, it was her own doing, she deserved to die.
"Xiaoxiao..." Ye Bolin looked at Ye Xiao's overly indifferent eyes and for some reason, shuddered involuntarily.
"Actually, there's nothing much," Ye Xiao sighed, "It's just some beating and abuse. Later, my mother couldn't stand it anymore; she had lost her husband and child in her early years and lived alone in loneliness, so she bought me with money. To help me forget that family, she took me and moved to other places. If it weren't for my mother, I'd probably have been beaten to death, starved to death, drowned, or strangled by now."
Ye Xiao spoke very calmly.
