Young Master’s Fierce Wife

Xuanyuan Qi, who thought that his heart was as hard as stone, almost cried.

The Xuanyuan family had actually been abused to this extent. That family deserved to die.

At some point, the surroundings fell silent. Everyone had started listening to Shen Yijia’s story and pricked up their ears.

"I refuse to admit defeat. I want to read and learn how to write." Shen Yijia’s voice suddenly became high-pitched.

Hearing this, everyone’s hearts were raised.

"But I don’t have money." Shen Yijia sighed. "So every day, I secretly hide in the corner of the academy and eavesdrop."

Everyone thought, "This academy was too big. Otherwise, how could a little girl sneak in?"

"Slowly, I learned a few words. I started sneaking into the bookstore to read again."