"Qianqian, can you forgive me?" Yuwen Qianqian did not speak for a long time, and Long Yuhui couldn't help but feel anxious and worried.
There weren't many girls around her, and the daughters of the ministers were either jealous of her or tried to please her, which she found very boring.
Qianqian was cheerful and straightforward, and they got along well; she did not want to lose Qianqian as a good sister.
Hearing Long Yuhui's question, Yuwen Qianqian came back to her senses and looked at Long Yuhui with anxiety and expectation in her eyes. She laughed heartily and said, "I understand your concerns. Rest assured, I forgive you, but I have one condition."
"What condition?" Long Yuhui asked urgently.
Glancing at Long Yuyao beside her, Yuwen Qianqian spoke bluntly, "When we play together in the future, he cannot be present."
"No way!" Long Yuhui had not yet spoken when Long Yuyao had already rejected the idea outright.
Yuwen Qianqian glared at Long Yuyao and demanded, "Why not?"