Jun Feifei was just about to start school when she heard the news.
She was packing her luggage.
Suddenly, she saw her mother, who changed into exuberance after a phone call.
In the bedroom, she could hear the sound of champagne being opened.
She could only stick her head out for a look, "Mom, what are you celebrating?"
She could only think helplessly, could it be that the woman outside had a miscarriage?
Of course, the child outside actually had nothing to do with Jun Feifei.
She was different from Lan Li, affected by her peers early on, she realized she couldn't rely on a man for a living.
Otherwise, she would have to live under someone else's thumb for a lifetime, feeling oppressed forever.
With Jun Feifei's fiery temperament, how could she endure that?
Lan Li sneered, "It's almost as happy as that, I just heard that Jiao Lei died."
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw her daughter, standing at the door, swaying as if she might faint at any moment.
