Ye Chenxi listened to his father's words and, being astute, seemed to understand the reason for sending Tianian abroad.
With pursed lips, he nodded, "Yes, indeed, maybe if Tianian goes for a few years and comes back, the whole person will be different."
Turning his gaze to Ye, Ye Chenxi smiled and asked her, "Tianian, you have no objections to being sent abroad, right?"
All day long, Ye Lantian was gloomy, her little face seemed to be covered with a layer of soot, particularly dark and cold.
Upon hearing her brother's question, she raised her head to look at him, forced a smile, and shook her head, "It's nothing, whatever Dad arranges, that's what I'll do."
Her tone sounded particularly pitiful.
Ye Que was always watching her, and he understood in his heart that this girl didn't want to leave, but she had no choice; if she stayed, the situation would only get worse.
