Ye Wenhui might write a letter back to Beijing to complain, but for now, she couldn't concern herself with that. After all, she was in Ji Province, and the Ye Family's grievances couldn't reach her for the time being. What she truly feared now was Ye Wenhui disclosing her real identity. If that happened, she would find it incredibly difficult to navigate the Agricultural Reclamation Group, especially since many educated youths from Beijing had come to the countryside with them. Some of them were even familiar with the Ye Family—a risk she wasn't willing to take.
With these thoughts, she couldn't help but quicken her pace.
However, she hadn't expected that as soon as she stepped into Ye Wenhui's dormitory, she would be greeted with an enamel mug thrown at her. "Ye Wenjuan, you dare to come see me?"
Ye Wenjuan dodged the enamel mug hurled at her and put on a pitiful expression, "Cousin, I came to see you with good intentions. Why are you getting angry at me?"
