The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

You don't know how to be grateful Why did mother Bai's words sound so much like she was talking about him?

Xia Ling looked at Bai Yanyan's room door and said to mother Bai, "Aunt Bai, I'm a little tired. I'll go back to my room to rest first. This matter... is partly my responsibility. I don't blame Bai Yanyan. "

Mother Bai didn't believe her. "Your Responsibility? What responsibility do you have? Don't you know your temper, Aunt Bai? It's all because of this child Yanyan. She has a bad temper, which makes people easily angry! "

Hearing what Mother Bai said, Xia Ling could only laugh dryly.

If she did not know about mother Bai's temper, Xia Ling would have really suspected that Zhao Haoran was the biological son of Mother Bai, and Bai Yanyan was just picked up.

Why was she so partial to Zhao Haoran, and always glared at Bai Yanyan when they met?

The Zhao family's room was small, and the soundproofing was not good.

Mother Bai did not keep her voice down, so this conversation must have already been transmitted into Bai Yanyan's room.

Xia Ling did not want mother Bai to Nag Bai Yanyan anymore. She found an excuse and returned to her room.

Xia Ling turned on her phone and found Bai Yanyan's wechat first.

Since she was rich, Xia Ling helped Bai Yanyan change her phone. Anyway, her grades were not good, so it would not affect her if she changed her phone.

The new phone was the latest model introduced in the domestic phone.

"I'm sorry, did I do something on the way and make you unhappy? Bai Yanyan, I apologize to you. "

Xia Ling pretended to be stupid as usual and sent Bai Yanyan a wechat message.

In the dark room, Bai Yanyan did not turn on the lights.

She sat on the bed in the bedroom. She heard the conversation between Zhao Haoran and mother Bai clearly.

After listening to Zhao Haoran enter the room, wechat came back to her phone.

Bai Yanyan's fingers caressed the phone screen as she looked at the wechat conversation interface. She opened the input box and wrote a few sentences back and forth, but in the end, she thought about it and decided to delete the words she had typed in. She only replied with two words calmly.

"It's fine. "

Xia Ling saw that the dialog box [ the other party is typing... ] had stopped for a long time.

After staying for so long, it was impossible for it to only be 'it's fine' in the end.

Xia Ling probed for a bit and sent a wechat message.

"If I've made you unhappy in any way, you can tell me. After all, I'm older than you and don't know how to do things. I still need you to bear with me. "

Bai Yanyan: "Heh, don't flatter yourself. Older than me? Older than me but don't you have brains? Aren't you annoyed? Why are you sending a wechat message at such a late hour? GO TO SLEEP! "

This fiery temper was indeed the tone that Bai Yanyan would have, but Bai Yanyan's thoughts still couldn't be probed from this sentence.

Xia Ling didn't like to rack her brains to guess, so she packed her clothes, went to the bathroom to shower, and prepared to sleep.

Bai Yanyan lowered her head and waited for a long time. She couldn't see the message on Wechat. She only heard the door of Zhao Haoran's room ring. He had gone to shower.

After a long time, the door rang again, as if someone had come back.

"Then sleep. Good night, Bai Yanyan. "

Her phone vibrated. It was a good night message from Zhao Haoran.

Bai Yanyan: "Okay. "

The words she replied were very cold.

However, she turned off the screen and stayed in the dark room alone for a long time.

Bai Yanyan clenched her hands tightly. The bedsheets were crumpled by her. Bai Yanyan took a deep breath. The worries, disappointment, and disappointment in her heart seemed to have calmed down in this short period of calmness.

She... ... Had always known what she wanted ...

Even if she did not understand this matter before, she was very clear about it now.