In the end, she will lose everything, live in poverty, and be stepped on by others, even though she has tried very hard.

Resentment and anger distorted her tender face at the age of only five.

From next door came the laughter of the cubs.

Rong Bao had an idea and walked over to look inside through the crack in the door.

The cub, wearing only a bellyband, revealing her soft and white arms and legs, was kicking and stepping on her father's face.

Ye Zhoushan, a grown man, was stepped on the face, but instead of getting angry, he smiled and grabbed the child's feet and kissed them.

Rongbao felt an inexplicable anger and jealousy in his heart.

Rong Yongkang had never been so close to her before, coaxing her and pampering her.

Not to mention kissing her feet, I've never even hugged her.

He would just be shameless and insatiable and ask for a child from her.

Why could Ye Fuman enjoy the fatherly love that she never dared to hope for?

Why can Ye Fuman live better than me?

Why is she so lucky?

"Little girl?"

Rong Bao's body was aroused, and he hurriedly put away the jealousy on his face and smiled: "Auntie."

Lan Qingshuang's smile was a little stiff. The expression on Rong Bao's face just now really scared her.

That's not the look a child should have.

Not even the average adult would have one.

It was very strange to see it appear on the face of a five-year-old child.

What’s even more bizarre is that a child can switch between evil and innocence with ease.

"Let's drink some mung bean soup. That female comrade should be back soon." Rong Yongyue went out for a run early in the morning.

Said he wanted to go up the mountain.

Rong Yongyue is not an ordinary person, and Lan Qingshuang is not worried that anything will happen to her.

Rongbao said thank you obediently, and was completely different from the person just now.

Lan Qingshuang felt an inexplicable chill down her spine and went out, making an excuse that she had something to do.

Being with her always feels suffocating.