When school ended in the evening, Xia Linyin followed closely behind Mo Li.
When Mo Li left, she left; when Mo Li stopped, she stopped.
After walking into the alley, Mo Li turned around and looked at Xia Linyin.
Actually, even if Xia Linyin didn't go with him after school, he would still go with her.
Mo Li took a pair of beige snow boots out of his bag, stuffed them into Xia Linyin's arms, looked down at his toes and said, "These are for you."
The stylish ankle boots were trimmed with snow-white fuzz, giving them a brand-new look and making them very attractive, but—
Xia Linyin looked at the logo on the shoes, unsure of what to say; this brand of shoes wasn't cheap.
Where did you get the money?
Xia Linyin looked at the silent Mo Li and asked, "You bought it with your scholarship money, right?"
Is this why your dad hit you?
Xia Linyin angrily shoved the snow boots back at Mo Li, saying, "I don't want them."
Mo Li hugged his snow boots without saying anything. He bit his lip, then turned and ran towards the trash can.
Mo Li tossed her snow boots next to the trash can and ran away without looking back.
"Hey!" Xia Linyin shouted angrily.
After glancing at Mo Li's retreating figure, Xia Linyin walked to the trash can, picked up the pair of snow boots, and muttered helplessly, "Why is he so stubborn!"
Mo Li was showing her through his actions that if she didn't want it, she should just throw it away.
Xia Linyin took off the shoes and tried them on. They were just the right size, not too big or too small. She wondered how he knew her shoe size.
She was still thinking about how to give Mo Li a pair of shoes, but unexpectedly, Mo Li gave her a pair of shoes first.
But these shoes—
Whether I accept it or not, I won't feel good about it.
With mixed feelings of joy and emotion, Xia Linyin carried her snow boots home.
Is there any way to send Mo Li's father to prison?
This way, Mo Li can escape his father's control.
She has saved up her allowance and New Year's money over the years. Because she has always behaved in a way that puts her parents at ease, she has kept all the money herself.
She could then anonymously sponsor Mo Li's schooling as a kind-hearted person.
But if she does this, Mo Li won't blame her, after all, he's his biological father.
The next morning, Mo Li had just left for school when his father, who had lost money gambling, returned home.
Driven by gambling addiction, Mr. Mo ransacked the house. Damn it, he was about to break even, but he lost everything.
"You brat, where did you hide the eight hundred yuan?"
Mo's father kicked open the door to Mo Li's room, ransacking the small room. He crawled under the bed, tossed aside Mo Li's collection of bottles, and suddenly his eyes lit up.
As he dragged the box out, he said, "You little brat, you hid it well, even using a plastic bottle to cover it up."
He smashed open the box and emptied its contents. Looking at the scattered miscellaneous items, Mr. Mo roughly rummaged through them, saying, "What kind of junk is this?"
Suddenly, Mo's father's fingers paused. Among the scattered items lay a one-inch student photo.
The girl in the photo is wearing a school uniform, smiling at the camera, and she's... freaking beautiful!
Mr. Mo picked up the photo, looked at the fairy-like girl in it, and cursed, "Well, you brat, so you're in love. No wonder you're not behaving yourself."
"Don't you even realize that such a beautiful girl would be interested in you? Even if you spend money on her, you probably wouldn't even get to drink her foot bath water."
"You little brat, I'll beat you to death when we get home tonight!"
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