"What do you think I should do?" Zhuanzhuan suddenly looked over, her eyes dark and bottomless.
Wang Yunyun was startled and stepped back unconsciously.
Then Zhuanzhuan's lips slowly curved into a smile, whispering softly, "Cousin, do you still remember our childhood? That's wonderful, I thought you had forgotten. It's good that you haven't forgotten, so I won't need to make an effort to remind you in the future."
"You... what do you mean? I'm telling you, no one will believe anything you say now. Don't be ungrateful and repay kindness with ingratitude. Don't forget who raised you when you were a child. Without our family, you would have died long ago."
"I know, so I will properly thank your family," Zhuanzhuan said sincerely.
But Wang Yunyun felt a shiver of fear instead; she clenched her teeth and looked at Zhuanzhuan, who seemed to have closed her eyes to rest. Looking more closely, there was nothing unusual, and she cursed inwardly, casting aside her previous thoughts.
