"Bai Ying."
Li Qingyi hurriedly stopped Bai Ying from continuing to speak.
Uncle Eight laughed, "You must be Bai Jingtian's granddaughter, right? Just like your grandfather."
"No matter how my grandfather is, he wouldn't deceive juniors here," Bai Ying said with a pout.
"Uncle Eight, could you tell us why you can't figure it out?" Li Qingyi stopped Bai Ying and then asked.
"Your surname is Li, and the person you are looking for is also Li. Two trees make a forest, and in a deep forest, one cannot see the path. Twins are indistinguishable, difficult to find one's confidant. You're not just looking for someone; you're searching for your beloved, and your own feelings have not yet settled. How could I possibly discern where your beloved is?" Uncle Eight smiled.
"I'm just looking for someone. Uncle Eight, if you don't want to do the reading, that's fine, but there's no need to placate a junior like me." Li Qingyi's cheeks slightly flushed, and she said with feigned composure.
