Lin Wei’s words never gave anyone the room to refuse.
Ye Ling blinked her eyes, and suddenly, a tear flashed across her sky-blue eyes.
“You, what’s wrong...”seeing the trace of a tear suddenly flash across Ye Ling’s eyes, even a calm person like Lin Wei could not help but feel somewhat at a loss.
It was just that Lin Wei did not show his helplessness.
“I miss home. All of you are forcing me. I want to go home. I haven’t gone home for ten years. Other than my father and mother, no one is really good to me. I don’t even have the right to choose here...”
Ye Ling’s sky-blue eyes suddenly blinked up and down. She blinked. For some reason, she felt the tip of her nose ache and wanted to cry.
Ye Ling was nineteen this year, six years younger than Linwei, who was twenty-five this year.
