Tian Lingyun shook her head, "I don't expect them to like Yanyan, as long as they stop forcing me to send Yanyan to the orphanage, I'm already grateful. Erluo, why do you think family always gives up on us just when we need their support?"
Yan Luoxi had no answer to that, having been abandoned by her family since she was eight, the warmth of a home was already a memory from a past life for her.
She smiled bitterly, "Maybe this is the complexity of the adult world, sometimes it's better to never grow up, then one can remain innocent forever."
Tian Lingyun gently patted her hand, "I'm sorry, Erluo, I touched upon your sad memories."
Yan Luoxi smiled at her, "To me, that's all a thing of the past life. But what are your plans now, about you and Chenyi..."
