Looking at her restrained expression, Xiao Jinhan couldn't help but recall the night her parents died.
She stared blankly at the bodies of Uncle Xu and Aunt Yang, her expression vacant and numb.
She didn't shed tears until the doctor pronounced her dead, but she held back her sobs.
But now, seeing her like this again, I finally softened a little.
His expression softened slightly, but the weight of his words remained undiminished: "You are the only one left in the Xu family. Always remember that living requires dignity."
Xu Jiajia wiped away her tears, her voice still trembling slightly: "Yes, I understand."
Xiao Jinhan glanced at her one last time, said nothing more, and turned to walk away.
After he left, Xu Jiajia slumped weakly onto the sofa.
How could she not understand the meaning of the Fourth Master's last words?
He warned her not to let the last bit of affection she had for him fade away.
That kind of feeling has nothing to do with love.
Simply because her parents saved his mother.
Uncle He watched her cry her heart out and gently patted her shoulder: "Jiajia, what's yours will always be yours, and what's not yours, you can't have no matter what you do."
His response was Xu Jiajia's crying.
Uncle He sighed softly, "Fourth Master will ensure you have enough to eat and wear and protect you for the rest of your life. You should think it over carefully and decide what is more important."
Xu Jiajia wasn't stupid; how could she not understand what Uncle He meant by those words?
Isn't it just about telling her to be content?
Aside from the passing of her parents, this was the first time she felt excruciating pain.
Uncle He left, leaving Xu Jiajia alone in the room.
Even though Uncle He's advice was very reasonable, she still couldn't control her feelings of jealousy.
If Tang Yaoyao didn't exist in this world.
Without her...
Xiao Jinhan is definitely hers!
...
Xiao Jinhan's bedroom.
After Tang Yaoyao went in, she did nothing but lie down on the bed.
For some reason, she had a lingering doubt in her heart, and as time went on after her rebirth, she became more and more convinced of it.
The original owner's death wasn't so simple.
She had to revisit the place to truly feel it.
He was given psychotropic drugs by Tan Lu for a long time, which led to depression. He eventually died by suicide by taking sleeping pills.
But she could sense that the original owner had not brought sleeping pills with her when she came to this room.
So, who gave her this medicine?
She closed her eyes, but found that she could not sense anything.
He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with coldness.
No matter what, she wouldn't let those people live a carefree life.
First, she watched as Tan Lu died in agony.
She had already calculated her fate; she would die a horrific death.
Click.
The door was opened.
Tang Yaoyao put away her cold demeanor, looked at Xiao Jinhan, and her smile instantly became charming and alluring: "Brother Xiao~"
Xiao Jinhan narrowed his eyes and walked towards her.
Tang Yaoyao sensed that he seemed to be in a bad mood, so she sat up from the foot of the bed.
Xiao Jinhan asked, "Miss Tang has been sitting in my bedroom for half an hour. Shouldn't you tell me what you want?"
Tang Yaoyao stood up and looked around. His bedroom was decorated in gray and white, which was a bit cold, just like him. He always gave people a cold feeling.
She pursed her lips: "I just lost something, so I came to look for it."
"Did you find it?"
Tang Yaoyao shook her head: "It's probably left somewhere else."
As she was about to make an excuse to leave, he reached out his hand.
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