Ye Jian didn't reject the female soldiers' approach. She didn't put on airs because of her contempt in the past. She smiled and answered whatever the female soldiers asked. She was extremely amiable.
Li Xiushui patted her chest and whispered to the others, "I'm finally at ease now. She doesn't hold grudges."
God knew how anxious she was today. She was afraid that Ye Jian would bring up the past. She tried to speak a few times, but her heart wasn't so anxious.
Fang Xin, who didn't speak much, lowered her head and rubbed her calf that was hurting from the male soldiers' kick. After a while, she pursed her lips and said softly, "She's not that kind of person. You're thinking too much."
If Lieutenant Ye really wanted to calculate, she wouldn't have helped them so much today. She didn't take the past to heart at all.
