Bo Cixue did not look at him and turned her face away.
Ye Jie looked away, his dark eyes sweeping toward Ye Yiren sharply.
Ever since Ye Jie came in, Ye Yiren had been paying attention to his every move.
Seeing that his gaze on Bo Cixue was gentle and that his gaze on her had turned cold, she felt miserable.
She did not believe that he had really fallen in love with Bo Cixue!
How could a person like him fall in love with a little girl who had liked to follow behind him since he was young?
Ye Yiren looked at Ye Jie's cold expression and had a bad feeling.
She had just suffered a blow because of Bo Cixue and could not afford another.
Ye Yiren snuggled into her mother's arms and pulled at Mrs. Ye's sleeve with trembling fingers. "Mom, I'm tired. Let's talk about it another day!"
"I just want to be alone now. I won't force anyone to take responsibility anymore."
