Wang Youhuai had promised Yingzi something long ago, yet it had never been fulfilled.
However, now that Wang Youhuai was married, he certainly wouldn't want Yingzi's matter to be exposed, which was why he had agreed so readily just now. At such a time, was the weight of being a blood cousin sufficient?
Because she was preoccupied with her thoughts, Lian Manman didn't pay attention to where she was going and almost bumped into a girl coming from the opposite direction.
"Young lady, where's the toilet?" the girl asked Lian Manman.
"The toilet?" Lian Manman took a glance at the girl in front of her. The girl appeared to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a pale pink blouse with a greenish vest over it, and a pale pink skirt with embroidery below. Aside from the silver hairpin, she also had two small red flowers in her hair.
