The conditions at the orphanage were limited, and it couldn’t ensure that every child could attend elentary, middle, and high school... So, there was always hope that the children would be adopted when they reached a certain age. But by that ti, Xia Xiaonuan was already over ten years old; once people heard her age, they basically gave up on adopting her.
The children who weren’t adopted and remained at the orphanage could only continue their studies in middle and high school if they had excellent grades and received financial support.
Qiqi wasn’t an exceptionally bright child and didn’t excel in any particular aspect. Like many other children, her grades were always average.
Therefore, the reality at that ti was that if she wasn’t adopted, even attending middle school would be a problem.
Later, the director told her that when Nan Mo left, his family, who took him away, donated a large sum of money to the orphanage. Nan Mo specifically instructed that no matter what, Qiqi must continue her education, attend high school, and go to college...
Xia Xiaonuan could never forget the director’s gaze at that mont, eyes brimming with tears, looking at her with both pity and gratitude.
Since then, the conditions at the orphanage gradually improved. They no longer had to wait a week to share fruits, each person received toys and dolls sent by kind-hearted people from all over the country, and there was no more worry about attending school.
All the children, the director, and the teachers had bright and sunny faces.
But Xia Xiaonuan knew she had lost her sunshine. Every day, she could only hope to grow up quickly, grow a pair of strong, invisible wings, so she could fly to find her Nan Mo.
Now... she finally found Nan Mo, but she was no longer the Qiqi from before.
She was no longer the innocent Qiqi, no longer the little girl that Nan Mo lovingly adored.
Could she match up to Nan Mo now?
Even if Nan Mo knew she was the real Qiqi, could he accept her current identity?
Tears flowed drop by drop from the corners of her eyes. Thinking of Mr. Liang Shaochen’s words, Xia Xiaonuan felt sothing was cutting into her heart.
Xia Xiaonuan, you are the vicious one. Don’t let see you again...
Xiaonuan shook her head, trying to shake off all her troubles. But turning her head, she saw the Rolls-Royce Phantom parked beside.
Nangong Yaoling sat in the car with a dark expression, opening one side of the car door: "Get in the car!"
Xia Xiaonuan was stunned. Hadn’t he left? Why was he back?
Hadn’t he just said he was very disappointed in her?
She was also disappointed in him. Thinking of Jiang Xue’s description, she couldn’t help but sneer, and he had the nerve to criticize her!
Xia Xiaonuan glanced at him coldly, stepped forward, and walked away.
Nangong Yaoling watched the girl’s stubborn figure leave, gritting his teeth in frustration. He quickly got out of the car, his presence full of gloom, and charged towards Xia Xiaonuan.
"Co ho with !" he coldly shouted, grabbing Xia Xiaonuan’s wrist.
Xia Xiaonuan struggled hard, her wrist pained by his grip: "I don’t want to go ho right now! Nangong Yaoling, let go of !"
Nangong Yaoling, feeling helpless, finally picked her up directly, bending down and holding her in a princess carry: "Xia Xiaonuan, are you still planning to find that man? He doesn’t care about you at all! You’d better recognize your current identity!"
He said harshly, bending down to stuff Xia Xiaonuan into the car, slamming the door shut with a bang.
He had originally planned to leave, but thinking of her crying alone like that in the café, he got angry and yet couldn’t let go.
Driven by so inexplicable impulse, he returned.
Even he was beginning to hate how pathetic he was!
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