Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Tang Yu pursed her lips and sat down in front of her desk. She had to admit that treating the young and ignorant Yin Zhao-an with the mind of an adult was incredibly cruel. However, she would only be letting history repeat itself should she let the same relationship between them form.
Her father had yet to go on that mission this time, and her mother had yet to break the law in search of revenge. Everything was still in its most beautiful state. The only thing she had to do now was to have her parents avert the impending disaster. No, she must do it…
In the meantime, Yin Zhao-an couldn't help but feel aggrieved. She might have a lively personality, but she was still nothing more than a seven-year-old child. This was the first time she had faced two consecutive rejections from someone her age. So, in an aggrieved and sobbing tone, she asked, "Do you not like me… Is that why you don't want to be friends with me."
Tang Yu's heart thumped. However, after hesitating for a moment, she answered:
"Mhm."
Yin Zhao-an was put into an awkward situation, not knowing what expression she should make after hearing Tang Yu's blunt response. Despite feeling aggrieved inside, crying wasn't her strong point. So, she feigned nonchalance and said, "F-Fine, then. But I cannot leave right now. Otherwise, my mom will think that I bullied you again."
After saying so, Yin Zhao-an sat on the floor and stopped speaking. Then, the room fell silent.
The silence continued for more than ten minutes. During this period, both girls remained seated in their positions. One sat before the study desk while the other sat on the floor, leaning against the bed.
After another several minutes passed by, Tang Yu fiddled with a drawing book on the desk while sneaking a glance at the figure sitting on the floor behind her in a daze.
"...Stop sitting on the floor. It's cold."
A voice broke the frozen atmosphere. Yin Zhao-an lifted her head in a daze and looked at the person who spoke, a happy smile immediately forming on her face. Then, she patted the nonexisten
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