Yesterday, when I pretended to be drunk and mentioned this matter, my intention was to make him feel more pity for me... That way, maybe he would answer the questions I wanted to ask because of that emotion.
But Yu Yanshen didn't answer, and she even let slip something that had been hidden deep in her heart.
Yao Qing subconsciously tightened her grip, a forced smile creasing her face.
"The slums? I did live there for a while. It was just after I arrived abroad with no money and no friends, so I found a cheap apartment near the slums. It was a bit chaotic, but luckily I was mostly at school, so it didn't really affect me much, just felt a bit scared when sleeping at night."
Yu Yanshen watched her, as if trying to detect some unusual emotion on her face.
But she was too normal, even the slight embarrassment when she spoke was fittingly convincing.
"Is that all?"
Yao Qing looked at him, "What else? You don't think I could have survived the slums and come out alive, do you?"
