The table was laden with exquisite gourmet food, the kind that Xiaoli had never had the chance to try before. The taste was so delightful that it sent a shiver through her heart - it was simply too delicious!
She lowered her head, eating the food in her bowl, and as she ate, her tears suddenly fell, one by one, into the bowl.
"Xi'er, why are you crying?"
Yan Ruoxi saw Xiaoli crying, and she was immediately overwhelmed with heartache. She pulled out a tissue and wiped Xiaoli's tears, comforting her, "Xi'er, if you have any grievances, you can tell mom, and mom will stand up for you!"
"Since I was little, I could only sit at the dining table watching my adoptive mother treating my brother well. She would always serve him delicious dishes like you're doing now, while I could only watch and wait until my brother finished eating before I could eat the leftovers!"
