"Ah?"
Qin Youxue looked at him, a bit confused.
Clinging to him?
"I was just chatting with them about my struggles in society outside, and they kept pestering me for details, it was so annoying."
"..." Qin Youxue was speechless, she helplessly covered her forehead. "Kaile, don't be a bad influence on them."
Speaking of which, most of those aristocratic kids are naive and pure like Jian Yang or Wu Baiqing... They've never encountered the treacherous hearts outside, having received elite education since childhood. They are hardly a match for someone like Qin Kaile who grew up as a tough character.
Kids, with food and shelter taken care of, always become curious about things like street punks—they're in their rebellious phase...
Qin Youxue didn't expect that Qin Kaile's past misdeeds would turn into conversation material in high school; it was unexpected.
"How did I lead them astray? Clearly, they're the ones clinging to me..."
