Qingqing’s Background. To The Ice-Skating Rink

Yun Jian smiled back looking at Dai Qingqing's sincere face.

"Hello, I'm Yun Jian," she replied as she shook hands with Dai Qingqing.

"Heh heh." Dai Qingqing chuckled after she retracted her hand wearing a bright smile. She seemed like a guileless young girl.

Yun Jian knew that the young mother just now would not have relented if Dai Qingqing had not stepped out in time to claim that she was her friend. To be fair, she had helped her.

"Right, how did you manage to offend her just now?" The handshake signified their acquaintance, so Dai Qingqing asked Yun Jian with a smile.

The latter recounted what happened just now briefly and Dai Qingqing fumed for her. "She's always been self-centered like that. It's been a long time since I began to dislike her."

As she spoke, she deflated. "But I'm only an illegitimate daughter. If grandpa didn't acknowledge my birth, I'd have been chased out of the door by now."