***
Thinking of this, her heart felt a stab.
"Duoduo, don't push the misfortunes that happen to you onto others. No one can be responsible for your life."
Mai Xiaomai said wearily, "What I can tell you, I've already told you. It's up to you how you think."
At this moment, Mai's mom came over with a lunch box, and seeing Mai Xiaomai looking much more haggard due to lack of sleep, she cried out in distress.
"Xiaomai, go back and rest. I'll watch over Duoduo."
"Mm."
Mai Xiaomai was indeed very tired, both physically and emotionally.
At this moment, her phone rang; it was a call from Jiang Guanghui.
Her heart trembled, and she looked up at her mother.
Because of Duoduo's affairs, she was about to forget her own origins and forget the suddenly appearing grandfather Zhan Liang.
Now —
"Xiaomai, what's with mom's expression? Is there a flower growing on mom's face?"
Mai's mom felt strange being stared at like this, reaching out to touch her own face.
