Shengsheng, You Are Not One of the Ye Family
However, Pei Yanxing's hand had just lifted.
Just as he reached out to Ye Shengge.
Ye Shengge noticed his movement and agilely took a step back, her eyes filled with curiosity. "What are you reaching for?"
Pei Yanxing: "..."
This was so awkward.
Pei Yanxing was afraid that Ye Shengge might misunderstand him, thinking he was trying to take advantage of her. So, he quickly came up with an excuse. "There's a little dirt on your shoulder, probably from rubbing against something. I wanted to help you wipe it off."
"No need, I can do it myself." Ye Shengge self-sufficiently raised her hand and patted her shoulder.
Pei Yanxing sadly withdrew his hand, and the corner of his eye caught sight of the small golden locket in Ye Shengge's hand. It seemed to be engraved with her date of birth.
Pei Yanxing paused for a moment and asked meaningfully, "Shengsheng, have you ever considered that you might not be a part of the Ye family?"