Bai Su thought about her temperament and reluctantly proposed another condition, speaking with a bit of grievance, "You promised me that if I helped Auntie wake up, you would answer one of my questions."
His pitiful tone made it impossible for Rong Zhi to refuse with a cold face.
Rong Zhi remained expressionless for a while, then curled her lips indifferently.
"You want to know, huh," she returned to her nonchalant demeanor from their first meeting, speaking with a playful drawl, smiling like a lazy fox, "You must have had a great childhood."
Bai Su was slightly stunned, pursing his lips without answering.
Rong Zhi didn't care about his reaction and continued, "As for me, you know, I was the child the Rong Family lost for eighteen years. Maybe the heavens thought I was too pitiful and couldn't bear to let me freeze to death in winter, so they let my mom pick me up and take me home."