Ye Weining's head was suddenly filled with black lines: "Who said that? No, I didn't."
"Our Ah Ning is in a relationship, we all know it!" Ye Weixiang pinched Ye Weining's cheek, "It's normal for young couples to argue, I, Sister Xiang, envy you so much!"
Ye Weining was stunned and looked at Ye Li.
Ye Li shook his head at her.
Ye Weining felt a pang of heartache. After all these years, Sister Xiang was still very guarded and didn't easily make friends. Aside from meeting a few people at work, she had no friends. She never participated in class reunions or things like that.
She just wasted her youth in this seaside villa.
Looking at her uncle again, his hair was so white. The years had turned him into a gentle middle-aged man.
"Sister Xiang, I don't want to see him anymore." Ye Weining deliberately threw a tantrum.
"Then when you came here, did he know?" Ye Weixiang asked.
Ye Weining shook her head.
