Overwhelmed by disappointment and insecurity, the original owner of this body had easily fallen for Sheng Xinglian's trap.
She had walked further and further down the path of self-destruction, only realizing her mistakes at the moment of her death.
Gu Jiaojiao stared at the braised pig's trotter Third Sheng had placed in her bowl, a lump forming in her throat.
'I really don't need this young man's affection. I really don't.'
When Sheng Shiwu saw Gu Jiaojiao's eyes welling up with tears as if she were deeply moved, he wanted to slap himself.
'My adopted sister is still so easy to please,' he thought. 'She hasn't changed at all. We were the ones who suddenly shifted all our affection to our biological sister and neglected her.'
"You all take your time eating. I'll go scramble some eggs," Su's mother said, getting up and heading to the kitchen when she noticed there wasn't enough food.
