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Su Hongxing was taken into the master bedroom by Ye Qilan, albeit unwillingly.

This time, Ye Qilan was remarkably well-behaved, holding her without making any amorous advances.

“Hongxing, tell me about your childhood,” Ye Qilan’s gentle voice echoed above her head.

Su Hongxing found it difficult to breathe, constrained by his tight embrace.

She blinked slowly, her long eyelashes barely brushing against Ye Qilan’s chest.

Ye Qilan felt a ticklish sensation at his chest and this tickling slowly made its way towards his heart.

At that, Su Hongxing wormed her way out of his arms. Clearing her throat, she began to narrate, “One of my most profound early memories is when Xiao Ji took me back to the countryside to visit my grandmother. I remember then, Zhou Peng and Jiang Chengyun had divorced and neither of them wanted me. I was unhappy all the time. To cheer me up, Xiao Ji brought me to visit my grandmother and Xiaosu. Xiao Ji was very affectionate towards me and would stay by my side during my hard times, telling me that it didn’t matter if no one else wanted me, as he would always be there for me. Since then, whenever I felt upset, I would go to the countryside to play with Xiaosu. When I became older, I disliked the surname ‘Zhou’, didn’t want the surname ‘Jiang’, and since Xiaosu had no parents, I changed my surname to ‘Su’ as it sounded like Xiaosu’s name…”

The reason she called herself Su Hongxing was because of Jiang Su. The younger Su Hongxing regarded Jiang Su and Old Lady Jiang as her closest relatives.

No matter how much unpleasantness transpired later, Jiang Su, Old Lady Jiang, the Xiao Family, and Xiao Ji meant differently to her.

During the darkest times of her life, they were her only motivation to live.

Regrettably, predictably, they all chose to abandon her in the end. Without them, the impoverished Su Hongxing was left with nothing.

Su Hongxing’s reason for sharing these memories with Ye Qilan was to evoke a bit of sympathy and pity from him. This was one of the many emotions humans had, accumulated from small scale to significant proportions.

Wasn’t this what the butterfly effect was all about? The occasional flapping of a butterfly’s wings in the Amazon Rainforest could result in a tornado in Texas, M Country, in a couple of weeks.

She believed emotions worked the same way.

Consequently, she was more than willing to disclose to Ye Qilan the ordeals she faced in the past, expressing her sincerity and openness, and revealing her deepest scars.

Genuine emotions in exchange for true love; she was staking everything on this one bet. She had already lost everything she had. There was nothing left for her to lose.

If her final gamble could drag the arrogant Ye Qilan down with her, she was ready to pay any price!

“Alright, time to sleep!” Ye Qilan interrupted Su Hongxing’s trip down memory lane, rather impatiently.

She wouldn’t stop talking about Xiao Ji, which was beginning to annoy him.

Su Hongxing was tired anyway, she found a comfortable position in Ye Qilan’s arms and soon fell into a deep slumber.

However, Ye Qilan didn’t share her good fortune. He didn’t feel tired at all, thanks to the woman sleeping soundly in his arms.

Whenever he closed his eyes, he would imagine young Su Hongxing walking hand in hand with Xiao Ji.

During the earlier, lonely years of Su Hongxing’s life, it was Xiao Ji who stayed with her.

Back then, Ye Qilan was studying at the best aristocratic school, walking the easiest path of life, and had no connection with Su Hongxing whatsoever.