"Xu Lin, what did my dad say to you just now?"
Once Xu Lin got in the car and they drove for a while, Rong Xiyi couldn't help but ask.
"He told me to take good care of you."
"Really?"
"Why would I lie to you? Those powerful men usually find it hard to apologize. Your dad isn't too bad to you. I guess he's just too proud."
Xu Lin looked at her and said, "There's a share of the inheritance for you too."
"I'm not interested in that inheritance."
Rong Xiyi pouted.
"You're still young. When you're in your twenties or thirties, will you still say you're not interested in an inheritance? By then, you might be a different person. Of course, I might be different too."
In simple words, Rong Xiyi is still rather naive, just a carefree girl who loves to have fun.
However, she will mature one day, as time will inevitably take away the innocence of her youth.
"Then I'll give you my share of the inheritance when that time comes!"
