"Why do you think I want to drive him away? Chi Zaozao, you haven't forgotten what happened a few months ago, have you?"
Ye Que was somewhat irritated and coldly questioned Chi Zaozao.
Chi Zaozao pursed her lips and reached out with her small hands, gently smoothing over Ye Que's chest, "Honey, calm down, calm down, I haven't forgotten, I of course know what he did to me."
"But, I think, people can change, maybe uncle...has changed?"
Actually, she just wanted to take a few more looks at that man.
She vaguely remembered that she lost her parents when she was five. After that, as she gradually grew up, her memories of her parents also became increasingly blurred.
Later, she went to Country E, and in the palace, she saw a portrait of her mother. At first, she thought it was a portrait of her uncle, but Jin Quanyi told her it was a portrait of her mother.
