Wen Zhaoye couldn't help but laugh. He looked at the girl with the dark, sour face and said:
"Anyway, you have a good attitude, so you probably won't take it to heart."
Wen Jiaojiao, supporting her head, sat awkwardly on the innermost side. Afraid to move too much, she could only stare stiffly ahead and say:
"I'd rather not lie down, so I don't end up giving you free publicity later."
Wen Zhaoye scooped up another spoonful of rice and held it to her lips. Suddenly, a barely audible whisper came from around them again:
"Look at her, this little girl is so pretty, how could she be an idiot who can't even eat?"
His brother feeds her, but he just stares at one spot. Such a good young man, all because of this kind of family.
Wen Jiaojiao's face twisted with anger: "..."
Are you trying to deny people a way to survive?
I've pinched your mouth.
Wen Zhaoye was both amused and exasperated, letting out a very low chuckle. He turned to look at the person from the past and explained:
"My sister needs to be fed because her neck was injured."
The old woman sighed, completely oblivious to Wen Jiaojiao's cold, sidelong glance as she looked at her, and said regretfully:
"Oh my god~ who the hell did that? Even an idiot could do that."
Wen Jiaojiao endured the pain, turning her head as slowly as possible, barely daring to open her mouth to say anything more:
"Let me warn you first, this idiot has 18 lives on his hands, so he won't be breaking the law when he starts killing people later."
"The little girl is so pretty and has such a sweet tongue. It's rare to see such a girl."
The old woman finished speaking awkwardly, then, ignoring the murderous glare, walked towards her carriage.
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