[Xiao Ying, you said that I worked hard in my third year of high school. What happened after that?]
After Chen Ying received the WeChat message, she suddenly recalled her experience of being reprimanded by her best friends a few days ago.
"Didn't we agree back then that we can't act rashly? Fu Xin's memories are very messy now, and Jiang Yi doesn't dare to touch her easily. He's afraid that Fu Xin will think that it's unreal. But you went up and said that you've been good friends for many years. You even told her so many things. Aren't you afraid that she'll think that it's unreal and never contact you again?"
"You've only met twice and you want to be the godmother of Little Xinyuan. No one can accept it! You s
till have the cheek to cry to us? What can we do? Can we beat Fu Xin up?"