Once ho, the lively chatter of the three-mber family ca to an abrupt halt as they looked at her in apparent bewildernt. It was Mother Xue, Lin Jing, who stood up first: "Chengcheng, you’re back, co and eat."
The five-year-old little sister, Xue Lanlan, hopped off her chair and ran over with her short legs, "Sister, you’re back." Hugging Xue Chengcheng’s thigh with her baby voice, she sounded incredibly adorable.
Xue Chengcheng clenched her fists in secret, pulled Xue Lanlan away, and turned to run into her room without looking back, "I’m not hungry, you guys eat."
Lin Jing frowned, "What’s gotten into this child today?"
Father Xue sighed, "Let it be, the child has grown up, and we can’t control her anymore."
Xue Lanlan pouted, feeling wronged: "Does sister not like ? Waah, I want to play with sister...."
Lin Jing hurriedly held her in her arms and softly soothed her.
Hearing the crying from outside the door, Xue Chengcheng felt like her head was about to explode. This ho no longer had a place for her.
She was adopted to begin with, and was already twelve when her adoptive parents took her in. She didn’t have the dependency of biological parents, which also led to an ever-deepening gap between her and her adoptive parents. Not long after she arrived, her adoptive mother beca pregnant and the following year Xue Lanlan was born. Since then, her position in the family started to shift. In fact, her adoptive parents cared for her as always, but because the child ca so late, they had too many expectations, which couldn’t help but make Xue Chengcheng feel neglected. Her sensitivity likely turned a casual remark from her adoptive parents into nurous implications. Over ti, the atmosphere at ho changed, and it beca increasingly tiring for them to interact...
Since they adopted her, why then did they have to give birth to Xue Lanlan? This was simply irresponsible.
She had thought this more than once, hating her adoptive parents and hating Xue Lanlan to the core.
She now regretted enormously why she had chosen to go with them at all. Another girl from the orphanage had once envied her for being adopted. That girl was later adopted by an overseas Chinese couple and was taken abroad. She heard from a classmate that she was now attending the best private high school in the United States, the only child of her adoptive parents, who were very wealthy, living a life akin to that of a princess.
And look at herself, with nothing at all...
Ji Yunya... She muttered the na in her heart, blaming him for being the source of all her tragedies. She swore that as long as she lived, she would never let him off...
People are like that, never seeing their own faults, always quick to bla others. This is actually a sign of an inferiority complex, like a snowball rolling down a hill, growing bigger and bigger until it finally falls into an abyss...
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"Big Sister, what are your plans for the future?" On the highway to Jiangzhou Airport, a black business sedan sped by.
Ning Zijin took off her sunglasses and looked at the scenery fleeting by the car window, her eyes indifferent: "Ziqi is studying abroad in Germany, I plan to go find him."
Ning Zihuan frowned, "Have you really decided? After all, with your husband... are you truly ready to let go?"
Ning Zijin’s lips curled into a mocking smile: "What difference does it make, ready or not? We no longer have a future. Hesitation only leads to chaos." If things continued, it would only lead to them hurting each other. It was better to separate early and leave each other with so beautiful mories.
Ning Zijin leaned against the back of the chair and gently closed her eyes.
"I’ve already talked to a classmate of mine about Bai Xiangxiang’s case. Please tell my fourth uncle to rest assured," she said.
"Your fourth uncle’s wedding is coming up soon. Don’t you want to wait until after the wedding to leave?" Ning Zihuan tentatively asked.
"No, the sooner the better, to avoid unnecessary complications," she replied. She was afraid Ye Feng would co looking for her, and even more afraid that she would waver.
Ning Zihuan pursed his lips: "Alright then."
Ning Zijin did not return to the Ning Family ho but stayed in a hotel. After Ning Zihuan made all the arrangents for her, he left.
When Ning Zihuan returned ho, he saw Ning Qinghuan and Ning Qinghua in the living room. Seeing the two, Ning Zihuan’s lips curled into a sneer, guessing the purpose of their visit.
And next to Ning Qinghuan sat a pure and beautiful girl with long, straight black hair. She stole a glance at Ning Zihuan with her large eyes and then shyly lowered her head, her small hands nervously twisting her short skirt.
Ning Zihuan glanced at her once and then looked away, sitting down on the sofa: "What brings my great-uncle and father over to my place?"
He had moved out of the Ning Family ho quite early. The vast Ning ho was now occupied by only Ning Qinghua and Ning Qinghuan, two older n, and had completely beco their playground, indulging in revelry nightly, living it up more than the youths.
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