Peng Hui said, "I'll definitely have a better life in the future, at least better than my sister."
Peng Hui hung up the phone, unaware that on the other end, Zhao Meimei was completely frozen, sitting there without moving for quite a while.
Peng Hui's words, although just a confession, were akin to an enlightenment, brutally shattering Zhao Meimei's lazy and carefree lifestyle.
That night, Zhao Meimei had insomnia. She began to thoroughly reflect on herself, even recalling the words her father had once said to her.
She reached out and pinched her waist, where her belly hadn't yet formed layers, her mind rattled with a loud noise, fiercely trembling.
Her initial firm intention to be independent and strong had gradually disappeared amidst a light and comfortable life, without ever considering that all of this was provided by Shi Yang.
Her food, clothing, and even her family's source of life all came from Shi Yang.
