The fireplace was burning with fruit fragrant wood, the house was warm and cozy, yet upon hearing the possibility suggested by Chi Jingxuan, Qin Yuji felt a terrifying fear that made her hair stand on end.
"How old were you when mom had the car accident?"
The house was so quiet it was almost scary, with only the occasional sound of burning wood. Qin Yuji asked softly, inching closer into Chi Jingxuan's embrace.
"12."
Saying softly, Chi Jingxuan sneered, "Back then, Lin Xixi was only 10 years old."
It's said that girls mature early, and if Lin Xixi was pretending from the start, then a 10-year-old Lin Xixi being precociously horrifying.
