Guan Jibai listened quietly, enjoying her mother's warmth. She had always been afraid of being discovered, so she didn't dare to get close to her biological mother. But now, she didn't want to maintain her persona. If she were asked to treat Guan Wanwan the same way as her original owner in her previous life, she would be heartbroken.
She would feel uneasy and unable to do that.
Children who are spoiled by their fathers since childhood never lack self-confidence and optimism.
"Mom won't be okay anymore. I will live well, we will all be fine, and things will get better and better. Believe me." Guan Jibai promised firmly, "No matter what, it will be fine."
Guan Wanwan's hands froze, tears streaming down her face. She was in silent pain, only her shoulders moved weakly.
Over the years, she didn't know how many times she had cried, afraid to be seen, and even dared not make a sound. It had become a habit, and she didn't dare to cry in front of her daughter, nor did she have the right to cry.
After a long time, Guan Wanwan finally stopped and said, "Xiaobai, you have grown up. I am very happy."
"Yes, I'm grown up. I will be sensible and strong in the future. No one can bully us." Guan Jibai waved his hands exaggeratedly to liven up the atmosphere. "Look, we got our house back. This is a good start."
Guan Wanwan was indeed coaxed into laughing, "Yeah! I was even mentally prepared to take the house back, but I didn't expect to get it back."
"By the way, guess who's the person interviewing me?"
"Is it Jiang Dafeng? Or Li Yuqi?"
"Li Yuqi, how did you know?"
"I read the newspaper too! Such big news, from planning to setting up the crew, to filming, it took several years! I knew it a long time ago." Guan Wanwan folded the towel and put it aside, sighing, "They are all good people. After you were born, they often came to see you and fought over to hold you! They also treated you like their own daughter."
"Then we..."
"We're not from the same world anymore. There's no point in seeing each other again." Guan Wanwan said, with something strange in her eyes. "They and I are incompatible. The better they treat me, the more unlucky I become."
"Puchi!" Guan Jibai couldn't help laughing, "Hahaha..."
"What are you laughing at? Did I say something wrong? Yeah! They mean so well, and it's a bit ungrateful of me to say that." Guan Wanwan felt extremely ashamed.
"No, I think you're right. If you don't want to see each other, then don't see each other."
Come to think of it, it's like attending a class reunion. All the classmates have become rich and powerful, and they drive Maseratis or Aston Martins.
I am almost begging for food, riding a shared bicycle, wearing cheap clothes and shoes, and having an inferiority complex and timid temperament. Let alone attending a class reunion, I would look out of place even if I walked into a high-end restaurant.
Who can bear it?
"We'll talk about it when we become successful and can be on equal footing."
Guan Wanwan smiled gently, "I really don't know what you are thinking!"
"hey-hey!"
This is a classic face-slapping plot in online novels, which people in the 1980s certainly didn’t understand.
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At the same time, at the Song family’s dinner table.
Pan Yue kept sizing up the brat across from her, then suddenly asked, "How's your relationship with Guan Jibai? Have you met him since then?"
"Don't you dislike me?" Song Jingliang buried his head in eating, looking like he didn't want to talk to anyone.
"When did I say I don't like it?" Pan Yue glared angrily.
"You've told me everything about your body, and I'm not blind." Song Jingliang snorted coldly, "Don't I know who you are?"
Mr. Song, the head of the family, watched the show with great pleasure.
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