She raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, grasped the beautiful woman's small hand in return, and choked out:

"It's better not to talk about my affairs."

"Hua Hua, it's been so many years, how have you been?"

After Yu Yuanyuan finished speaking, she stared intently at her friends' clothes.

It was only then that we noticed she was wearing an expensive cheongsam, indicating that she was not living a bad life.

But thinking of Hua Hua's beauty, my heart clenched, and I secretly worried that she might... be bullied!

Before she could respond, he immediately asked, "Huahua, are you alone now? Where do you live?"

Hua Qingyan was about to answer the previous question when she heard Miss Yu's urgent question, so she had to answer this one first.

She blinked her bright, beautiful eyes and replied with a slight smile, "I live with him."

This "he" was like a bomb, exploding in Yuanyuan's heart.

She suddenly felt as if half of her heart had been blown apart, and the pain was unbearable.

What has her flower gone through all these years?

Is that man the middle-aged head of some powerful family?

But looking into the girl's pure and innocent eyes, he began to wonder if he was overthinking things.

In this dog-eat-dog world, to still maintain such innocent eyes shows that one has been well protected and has not yet experienced the hardships of life or the power struggles within the family.

In Jiangdong, there is no one else who could possess such formidable power to protect her except for the most powerful Ye family.

Thinking of this, Yu Yuanyuan felt as if her heart had been stabbed by a dagger, bleeding profusely.

She swallowed the lump in her throat, focused intently on the alluring girl before her, and tentatively asked the question that had been nagging at her: "Is this the Ye family?"

Hua Qingyan, whose slender wrist was tightly gripped by her, almost cried out in pain, but fortunately she managed to hold back in time and avoid making any suggestive noises. She nodded through the pain, "Yes, that's right."

Her fair and translucent face gradually flushed with a blush, a result of being pinched in pain.

In this life, her skin remains as thin as a cicada's wing.

Even the slightest pressure will leave a mark.

Unaware of the girl's unusual behavior, Yu Yuanyuan, upon hearing her friend's affirmative answer, immediately thought of: Night Commander of the Dark Night Legion.

After all, it's common knowledge that Young Master Ye has no interest in women.

The thought of her daughter, Huahua, being deceived and molested by the old man before she was even old enough to understand, filled Miss Yu with such rage that she wanted to kill him.

She held Hua Qingyan's hand tightly and said with heartache, "Hua Hua, I will protect you from now on."

Unaware of what the girl was thinking, the little fairy flower uttered a single, puzzled word: "Hmm?"

Before Yuanyuan could answer, the soldiers' rough and bold voices came from below the street.

"search."

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