Looking at Ye Yu's obedient and quiet demeanor, it's true, people find it charming.
Zhou Le really isn't even comparable to one of Ye Yu's fingers.
"Forget it, it's nothing. Don't worry about it," Ye Yu said indifferently.
She didn't take it seriously!
Truth be told, she really couldn't care less about Zhou Le.
Too lazy to bother with her, she thought it a waste of time.
Ye Yu wasn't afraid of Zhou Le, she just couldn't be bothered to pay her any attention.
However, Zhou Le just kept looking for trouble every now and then, which did begin to annoy her somewhat.
"Ye Yu, what are you looking at, looking down on me, thinking you're too good to lay eyes on me? That dress you're wearing looks like it's of quality but might just be some street stall goods. What, bought from some fancy store? Heh, isn't it just a lousy piece of clothing? Treating it like some treasure, getting so overjoyed by a few compliments," Zhou Le said mockingly.