In the evening, Mi Xiaotao chatted with Mi Xiurong for a while. Seeing her sleepy look, she helped her lie down before returning to her own room.
She lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, her mind filled with thoughts of Zhu Chenghui and Ma Lijuan. These two really have no shame, yet they dare to come find Mi Xiurong.
If she hadn't come back today, who knows how they might have bullied Mi Xiurong.
She frowned, feeling sad for having such a father, who never seemed to acknowledge her as his daughter.
Mi Xiurong suggested she find a boyfriend, which instinctively made her think of Lu Shaoqing, but he is such an outstanding man. How could she possibly be worthy of him?
"Sigh!"
Mi Xiaotao sighed, pulling the quilt over her head. Her heart felt bitter, lonely for the affection she held for Lu Shaoqing.
"Ding~"
