Zhizhu accidentally transmigrated into her own rejected novel, only to find herself a disposable extra.
On her deathbed, she decided to cling to the male supporting character for survival. <...
Nan Zhi shrugged helplessly, looking at Lin Youyou as if she were a fool.
Lin Youyou was stunned. "This is... liking someone?"
Qin Xi'er laughed: "Otherwise what? If you don't like him, it doesn't matter who he marries. If you do like him, you should be thinking about him every day and wanting him to be with him all the time, not wanting him to look at other women."
Qin Xi'er didn't have any practical experience with these things, but it was in the book, and that's how it was described.
Nan Zhi couldn't help but glance at Qin Xi'er a few more times; this child knew quite a lot.
"Youyou, since you like it, just agree. We need to seize the opportunity."
Nan Zhi reached out and patted Lin Youyou on the shoulder, speaking earnestly.
Lin Youyou blushed immediately. How could this be? She actually liked Lian Jin. Wasn't it because she wanted to repay a debt of gratitude? But that didn't make sense either. If she wanted to repay a debt of gratitude, why would she be afraid of him being with other people?
Just as I was thinking this, I heard an annoying voice.
"Nan, what a coincidence!"
Nanzhi: "..."
I ran into Lian Chuchu just by going out for a milk tea and dessert. What a coincidence that we're together.
"Nanzhi, didn't you hear Sister Chuchu greeting you?"
Xu Yao frowned as she looked at Nan Zhi, her expression full of dislike.
Now, she doesn't even call me "cousin" anymore.
Nanzhi looked up at her. Xu Yao had been in the capital all along and certainly didn't know why her mother had died.
Well, she really has nothing to do with the Xu family now.
"Am I obligated to respond when she greets me?"
He spoke softly.
The gaze fell on the two people holding hands.