Cui Clan. Distinguished Guest Pavilion.

Cui Fanghu left hastily after he brought Chen Xi and Bei Ling over here. As one of the higher-ups of the Cui Clan, he had to participate in the Ancestral Worship Ceremony.

Within the empty and luxurious hall, only Chen Xi and Bei Ling remained.

Chen Xi held a cup of tea and sipped it silently while he was recalling all the details since they entered into the Cui Clan Estate.

“I…” The nearby Bei Ling hesitated for a long time, and she found it difficult to speak her mind.

Since they entered the Distinguished Guest Pavilion, this icy cold woman seemed as if something was weighing down on her mind. At this moment, Chen Xi couldn’t help but grin when he saw her like this. “Only you and I are here. Feel free to speak your mind.”

A wisp of self-ridicule arose on the corners of Bei Ling’s cherry lips, and she said after a short moment, “I wonder if it’s me who’s being too sensitive, but I keep having the feeling that the changes in Qingning have occurred too quickly, and it makes her feel very unfamiliar to me.”

“She has changed indeed.” Chen Xi nodded and said, “It’s about right when you think about it. She’s only around the age of twelve, yet she experienced so many tribulations.  So how could she possibly be the same as she was in the past?”

Bei Ling raised her head and stared at Chen Xi...