The little boy looked down at his hands. The girl who played the piano just now said her name was Yi Qianjin and she wanted to play the piano with him.
'Will it be fun to play the piano… if I play it with her?’
"Did you have fun today?" A female voice beside him rang out. It was the woman driving who voiced out.
"It was okay," the little boy said flatly, but his replies usually consisted of one-word answers. Him saying three words was a rare exception.
"Really?" The corner of the woman's lips lifted as she smiled. "I'm happy too."
How could she not be happy to see the people whom she had not seen for years living such a good life? The better their lives were now, the more miserable they would be when they lost everything.
There was no reason why she should be the only one living like a rat in the dark while that b*tch, Ling Yiran, lived such a good life.
"Lil Fei, do you like the little girl from just now?" the woman asked.
The little boy remained silent.
It did not bother the woman. She continued saying, "But remember, whether you like her or not, you and that little girl will never be friends."
...
Ling Yiran and Yi Jinli came to the police station to give their statements.
A group of reporters who came after getting wind of the news blocked the police station's entrance.
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