Qian Chengbing turned her head indifferently, "No."
"How could it be? In ancient times, sons were not favored over daughters. You are a boy, so your parents treat you, right? Your parents should be very good to you, right?" Ji Shaoyou asked. "Are you a concubine?"
Qian Chengbing raised the corners of her mouth slightly and couldn't help laughing.
"Wow, you can still laugh. I thought you couldn't laugh." Ji Shaoyou made a fuss.
"Idiot, what are you thinking about?" Qian Chengbing said.
"Haha, look, you have to smile more. Who would like to see you putting on a poker face every day?"
He raised his eyebrows and said, "Poker face?"
Ji Shaoyou explained, "A poker face is... well, you won't understand even if I explain it to you. It means that it is like a puppet, with no expression and difficult to get close to."
"It turns out that in your hearts... I am like this."
"Hey, don't be too sad." Ji Shaoyou patted him on the shoulder, "At least you are still very good-looking."
"Good-looking?" He raised his eyebrows again.
"Hey, you have quite a lot of expressions today. Yes, you are quite good-looking. You must have been a handsome guy in ancient times." Ji Shaoyou said.
"..."
"By the way. Don't change the subject casually. Let's talk about your home again. It must be interesting to talk about ancient times. By the way, are you a concubine?"
Classmate Ji Shaoyou is diligent and eager to learn.
Qian Chengbing stopped smiling, "I am the only child of my father and my mother."
"That's good."
"Okay?" Qian Chengbing's face showed a hint of anger. He tightened his palms and said, "A life with no worries about food and clothing without the company of my parents, that's okay."
"Looking at a group of servants walking around in the house, I am the only one in such a big house. I do everything by myself. It has been like this since I was a child!" Qian Chengbing clenched his fists, "When I was a child, I saw Bi
My little children are learning to walk, and each of them has their parents beside them. If they fall down and cry loudly, they will be comforted by the warm embrace of their father and mother, but I...I..." He raised the corner of his mouth and said,
He laughed angrily, "I actually don't cry. That's right, I won't cry even if I fall down. Children cry because they want their parents' love, but what can I do if I cry? Who should I cry to?
So what? It’s just a joke.”
**I keep getting disconnected today. The update is late. Sorry.