"Do you need anything?"
Brother Wen Nian asked Mom in a gentle and polite tone.
Mom hurriedly smiled, pulling me forward to approach them,
"Young Master Wen, do you know our Xiao Li?"
I stared at Wen Nian and Song Lili, and when I saw Wen Nian holding her hand, a surge of jealousy, pure and simple jealousy, welled up inside me—jealousy at others having good things I didn't…
"Yes, Auntie. What's up?"
"You… how do you know each other?" Mom continued to smile as she asked, then hastily added, "Ah, I'm Lili's... stepmother, just a bit curious, might have asked too much."
"Wen Xiaonian, let's go downstairs, I'm so hungry."
Song Lili urged.
Wen Nian gave her an indulgent glance and then politely said to Mom,
"Auntie, I wish you a happy marriage, we're heading downstairs now."
After saying that, with his big hand holding her small hand, he and Song Lili went downstairs together.
I stood there, staring foolishly…
