Yang Xue noticed that Zhang Li seemed to be often distracted lately, as if she were preoccupied with something. "What's wrong?"
She didn't think it was the imminent start of the school year that was unsettling Zhang Li; she loved studying and had no aversion to the school starting.
"I just remembered about those who were inquiring about me. I'm wondering who they are—whether they could be my parents," Zhang Li felt that even if she studied in Harbor City, the Wei Family wouldn't give up on her.
What? Parents? Yang Xue looked at Zhang Li in surprise. Weren't her parents already deceased? Why would she bring them up?
Yang Xue really didn't understand, could there be something she didn't know about?
"Ever since I was a child, I haven't resembled my parents, and based on their blood types, it's impossible for them to have a child with my blood type."
