In the Ye family's high-end residential area, there was a pavilion.
On the pavilion, there was a two-story loft used for decoration.
In fact, you couldn't go up to the loft because there were no stairs, and it wasn't a load-bearing structure, merely supported by a few pillars, and the floor wasn't even flat.
However, this place was indeed somewhere Ye Xin often visited during her childhood.
She liked to sit on the railings of the loft, looking at the scenery outside the walls.
Today, Ye Xin brought Yang Chen here, and the two sat on the railing, watching the scenery outside the walls.
"Did you know?" Ye Xin turned her head, her beautiful eyes lingering on Yang Chen for a moment before drifting elsewhere, and she said slowly, "When I was a kid, basically no one played with me."
"I heard that you were the little tyrant when you were a kid, always bullying others, and nobody dared to play with you?" Yang Chen laughed.
