Ye Jiaying: ...
I just feel helpless.
Zheng Anyao and her family "corrupted" her with sugar-coated bullets and gold, silver and jewelry.
There is no way to refuse it.
In the eyes of Zheng Anyao's parents, their daughter is much more important than material possessions.
What Ye Jiaying saw was that the things were too valuable.
What Zheng Anyao's parents want to see is that their daughter is safe and sound, and all the gifts they gave away are more important.
"Then I am also eight ounces, and you are half a pound."
Ye Jiaying no longer worried about these items.
Sometimes it is easy to distinguish between sincerity and insincerity. Simply refusing will not make others think you are sensible.
The other person may think that you don't want to be friends with them.
For the next four years, she just needs to protect Zheng Anyao.
"Okay, okay, you're eight taels, Ye's eight taels."
Zheng Anyao laughed out loud.
"Zheng Banjin."
The two people's laughter reached the kitchen.
Zheng Anyao's mother turned her head to look outside, looked at the two youthful girls, smiled and shook her head.
Mother Zheng stayed in Jing City for a few more days and then returned to Hai City.
Ye Jiaying continued to get up early to attend classes and study with her introverted roommate.
Time quickly came to mid-November, and during lunch that day, she heard a familiar case.
"We should be more careful in the future and avoid going to remote places. A psychopathic murderer has appeared in Jing City..."
"Yes, it was all in the newspaper. The girl in the green dress was really brave. She escaped from him."
"I also heard that he became mentally disturbed because his mother abandoned him when he was a child."
"I killed my first person as a teenager."
"that is..."
The sound of murmuring and discussing was endless.
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