The next day, the little girl was so hungry she couldn't stand it anymore.
She was also afraid that her younger brother, who was burning up with fever and had a red face, would die, so she tried her best to stand on the chair, stretch out her little hands, and knock on the security bars on the window.
The little girl's hands went numb from banging on the tiles; she was tired.
When all I can think about is how hungry I am, when I want to eat a big chicken leg, when I'm so hungry I'm about to faint.
Finally, a neighbor discovered her.
The woman was taken from the casino to the hospital by the police and given a good talking-to. Perhaps she was afraid of being suspected by others after that.
She has become much more restrained.
They even had to take the little girl to kindergarten.
The little girl was very happy, holding her hand, "Mommy! Mommy! Yueyue is so happy!"
The woman looked at her coldly and led her to a kindergarten that looked expensive and out of reach, with guards on duty outside the door.
The children who attend school there are all exquisitely beautiful and well-cared for.
They were all children of high-ranking officials and nobles.
The woman's eyes lit up when she saw someone, and she suddenly tightened her grip on the little girl's hand. She saw a young and beautiful woman and a man of high status beside her.
The two men each held one of the little girl's hands and swung her on a swing.
Her eyes welled up with tears, and she felt even more certain that her choice was right; her daughter was indeed living a princess-like life.
No more living in the mud.
"Mommy, Mommy, Yueyue wants to eat candy."
"Don't make a sound!"
Even with their stern warnings, their voices still attracted the attention of a family of three across the street.
A little girl in a princess dress and delicate little leather shoes ran up to them and gave them the candy she didn't want anymore.
The little girl's mother patted her head, squatted down, and looked tenderly at the pitiful-looking girl hiding timidly behind her mother: "Auntie still has candy here, all of it..."
He hadn't finished speaking.
She was dragged away fiercely by her mother. "No need."
Even after that expensive car drove away, she watched it with envy, whispering to herself, "Yueyue also wants a gentle mother, Yueyue also wants a father."
Yueyue and her parents also wanted to swing on the swing.
Yes, and my younger brother too.
The visual impact is much stronger than the text.
When Jiang Yue woke up, she took a deep breath, clutching her chest, and slowly caught her breath.
I don't know when my eyes were already soaked with tears.
This immersive empathy is exhausting, yet incredibly real.
It was as if it were a story she had experienced herself, rather than the original owner's story.
Jiang Yue was in pain for a long time, which was beyond her ability to bear. It was despicable and hateful.
I've never felt that Sun Chengfeng was someone I hated so much.
She kept recalling the little girl in her dream wearing a princess dress, innocent, beautiful, and cherished like a precious jewel.
The original owner, however, couldn't even get enough to eat, had no school to attend, and no food to eat. All he received when he begged for mercy was a scolding.
Jiang Yue wiped away her tears, got out of bed, and then rummaged through the drawer for the business cards she had long ago thrown away.
They found Qin Zhao's phone number.
She thought about it for a moment, but decided against making a phone call and instead sent a text message: "Do you still stand by what you said last time?"
[You're not just kidding me, are you?]
She added seriously, "Those who lie to me will all be very unlucky."
Everything that originally belonged to the original owner.
Why not?
She was supposed to have a brilliant and radiant life.
Even if Jiang Yue hadn't sent that text message today, Qin Zhao would still have gone to find her again, saying he was giving her a choice, but in reality he still wanted to coax her back to the Qin family.
He managed to persuade his father and mother to stay away from her for the past few days.
Qin Zhao called back almost the instant he saw the message: "You're not lying, I'm coming to see you now."
She finally relented.
Qin Zhao certainly wouldn't let such a rare opportunity slip by.
Twenty minutes later, Qin Zhao's car arrived at Jiang Yue's residence. He didn't ask her why she had changed her mind.
Qin Zhao could tell that she didn't really want to go back to the Qin family that day.
They are not interested in money or power.
It seemed that nothing could move her.
It's too late, it's too late.
This was the second time Jiang Yue had ridden in Qin Zhao's car. The air seemed to be filled with a faint scent of sandalwood, just like the man himself.
Calm and clear.
It's not aggressive.
It gives people a feeling of just the right amount of gentleness.
He seemed to deliberately toned down the imposing and aloof demeanor he had developed over years of accumulating power and influence, so as not to make her feel uncomfortable.
Qin Zhao felt better when he saw her.
Worried that the little girl might be scared, I softened my tone and tried my best not to put any pressure on her: "Your father and mother both love you very much and are looking forward to your return soon. We've already prepared a room for you, and it's decorated beautifully. I'm sure you'll like it."
Jiang Yue listened casually, and then thought of the scene in her dream.
Madam Qin was probably a very gentle mother. She would braid cute and pretty pigtails for little girls and would often bend over to listen carefully to the children's voices.
Jiang Yue closed her eyes, and Sun Chengfeng's face appeared in her mind.
The deepest empathy in the world comes from personal experience.
Since Sun Chengfeng dared to switch the baby with a twin, she shouldn't have treated the child that way. Her fragmented memories are filled with cramped living space, an ever-hungry stomach, and lessons learned from resorting to violence at the drop of a hat.
Sun Chengfeng was simply using her and Jiang Zhi as punching bags.
Jiang Yue thought for a moment, then asked, "What about Qin Qin? Is there still room for me, her younger sister, in her family?"
She felt that the last sentence had a strong "green tea" vibe.
Her voice was tinged with grievance and sarcasm, and within that sarcasm lay a hint of resentment.
Qin Zhao's eyes darkened, and his expression turned blank when Qin Qin was mentioned: "I've already sent her back to her mother." Finally, the man added: "I won't let her come back."
Jiang Yue nodded, but still felt a little awkward: "After so many years of relationship, are you really willing to give it up? Won't you regret it?"
The joy and displeasure on her face were all too clear.
In his clear, black-and-white eyes, there was no concealment of love or hate.
After saying that, Jiang Yue probably felt she was being harsh. She blinked and then deliberately said, using a green tea phrase she had learned, "Don't force yourself for my sake."
Qin Zhao chuckled, wondering why her personality was so vivid.
It's incredibly realistic, and especially adorable.
However, he was very serious about what she said: "There was no coercion. She was never a child of the Qin family, so naturally she has to be sent back."
Before we knew it, the car had driven into the yard.
Jiang Yue saw that there were also young people in uniforms standing guard at the entrance.
Just like the Zhou family.
Yan Wan had been waiting for a long time and had specially changed her clothes so that she wouldn't look intimidating.
Qin Genzhi held his wife's waist tightly, his arms taut, and remained silent.
When Jiang Yue was led into the living room by Qin Zhao, the ray of sunlight outside the door shone perfectly on her hair. Her face was delicate, her eyebrows and eyes were bright and clear, and she was young but not at all intimidated.
She takes good care of herself.
There was neither cowardice nor inferiority complex.
Her gaze was distant, and after a brief silence, she spoke: "Mr. Qin, Mrs. Qin."
Jiang Yue couldn't think of any other way to address her.
She couldn't be moved by her own emotions until she was sure of his true feelings.
She simply wanted to give the original owner of this pitiful body some of the love she craved.
It's best if someone loves her.
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