"Of course I know. I had just returned home from school. When I passed by your door, I heard crying coming from inside the house. I leaned over to take a look and saw a little girl with red eyes crying with her hands clasped. She had big eyes and long eyelashes that trembled. When she cried, her tears fell like pearls. It was really heartbreaking." Lu Yuanting said.

"You got such a big burn on your hand, and I thought it would be terrible if it left a scar, so I went home and secretly took out the medicine my dad gave me and asked someone to apply it on you. Later, I was beaten up by my dad." Lu Yuanting said.

"Why didn't you give it to me yourself at that time." Jiang Xia listened to Lu Yuanting's words with some surprise in her eyes. She remembered that it was an older sister in the compound who brought her the medicine in time, so that there was no scar on her hand and it was not so painful.

After Jiang Xia asked this question, she suddenly remembered why. At that time, she was very afraid of Lu Yuanting. If Lu Yuanting gave her something personally, she would definitely cry even harder.

"The past is the past, and the present is the present. At that time, I never thought that one day we would be together and I would marry you as my wife." Lu Yuanting seemed to see through Jiang Xia's thoughts and he shook his head.

"Xia Xia, you are you. I like you the way you are. Who says that after marriage, women have to take care of men and run the household? If I want someone to serve me, can't I just marry a nanny?" Lu Yuanting looked at Jiang Xia seriously, and what he said was the truth.

When Jiang Xia's family moved into the staff quarters, Jiang Weijia and Su Yuelan brought Jiang Xia, who had just learned to walk and talk, to their house to say hello. At that time, he saw Jiang Xia, who looked like a doll, fair and pretty, and she greeted him obediently, "Brother."

Later, because the two families lived close to each other, they visited each other frequently. At that time, Jiang Xia had not yet encountered the incident with the human traffickers and was not afraid of him. Even though she could not walk steadily, she followed behind him and called him "brother" in a soft voice.

Later, his father was implicated and sent down to the countryside. No one in the family compound dared to contact his family for fear of being implicated. The children were even more afraid of avoiding them as if they were the plague. Some extreme people even wrote big-character posters with red characters and threw mud at the gate of his yard.

At that time, he could only stand up straight, like a wolf cub, and he would bite anyone who bullied his mother. However, no matter how precocious he was, he was just a child after all. He didn't understand what was going on and was afraid.

At that time, the only person who was still willing to interact with him was Jiang Xia. Even though she was afraid of him, she would still secretly bring him food and wipe his tears with a handkerchief. Her little face, the size of a palm, was full of fear and confusion, but she still bit her lip and carefully comforted him.

Don't be afraid, brother.

He thought that from that time on, he had been thinking about Jiang Xia, consciously or unconsciously, and wanted to bring her back to his own home.

At first he felt there was no hope, so he made preparations to protect Jiang Xia silently from behind.

But a few days ago, Jiang Xia's attitude towards him changed.

"I'm very picky. You always say I'm spoiled and I have a bad mouth. After I marry you, I won't learn how to wash clothes or cook. I want people to serve me. I want my clothes to look good and be made of good materials. I like to enjoy myself and spend money. In the future, I want to buy a TV and a refrigerator for our family. I also want to buy a house in another city. I want so many things."

Jiang Xia listened to Lu Yuanting's words, looked at him with her watery eyes, and spoke while counting on her fingers.

"Lu Yuanting, I'm very difficult to support. Can you bear it?"

Jiang Xia's voice was soft, and her hand gently rested on Lu Yuanting's hand.

"Then I can only work hard to get promoted and make money." Lu Yuanting listened to Jiang Xia's words and rubbed the back of Jiang Xia's hand gently with his rough hands.

"I am happy to serve you. I only want to be with you in my life."