Shen Yurong felt a huge weight lifted from her heart, and she could barely suppress the urge to burst into laughter.
"Go to sleep, your eyes are all swollen from crying. You still have to see people tomorrow."
Zhao Xiulan tenderly wiped away her tears.
Shen Yurong nodded obediently and slowly left her parents' room.
The moment she closed her parents' bedroom door, she breathed a silent sigh of relief.
Tears still clung to her face, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curve upwards.
She succeeded, effortlessly becoming the wife of a billionaire.
Zhou Qingjian, Shen Yurong has already reserved the position of the richest man's wife!
She was immersed in extreme joy.
Completely unaware that in the shadows at the other end of the corridor, a slender figure stood there in disbelief.
Zixi, who was getting up in the middle of the night, was holding an old enamel mug, which she originally intended to use to get some water.
She had just walked nearby when she heard crying and stopped instinctively.
Then, she heard the whole story.
In the past, Zixi really didn't have much of her own opinion and never objected to her parents' decisions.
But for some reason, a strange emotion arose in Zi Xi's mind today.
My parents had said the same thing before: that she couldn't control Lu Ran and that she would definitely not be happy after marriage. They said that the honest Zhou Qingjian was more suitable for her.
She was the one who saved her life, yet the Shen family can arbitrarily arrange her marriage just because she is an adopted daughter?
What's wrong with her being an adopted daughter? Can the debt of gratitude for being raised be repaid with marriage?
Zi Xi grew increasingly unhappy as she thought about it. The cold enamel mug slipped from her limp hand and clattered softly onto the cement floor.
"Who's there?!"
Startled by the noise, Shen Yurong turned her head warily and asked.
"It's me. I was just thirsty, so I got up to get some water."
Shen Zixi hurriedly bent down to pick up the cup, and replied in a barely audible voice with her head down.
She didn't dare linger, turned around and quickly walked back to her little house, gently closing the door behind her.
"Tch, stop pretending to be weak, it's disgusting."
Shen Yurong scoffed and slammed the door shut.
Zi Xi returned to her room and lay back on her bed, still thinking.
As an adopted daughter, she knew her true identity from a young age.
From a young age, she earned a meager sense of recognition and security in this family through constant labor.
She was tricked into giving up the marriage with the Lu family because, for her, marriage was nothing more than leaving this family and entering another.
Whether she marries the honest Zhou Qingjian or the infamous Lu Ran, the difference might not be that significant to her.
But hearing what her parents and sister said tonight stirred up a storm in Zixi's heart.
As expected, her parents still favored their biological children; no matter how she was adopted, she couldn't compare to Shen Yurong.
So why did her biological parents abandon her...?
Thinking of this, Zi Xi's pillow was half wet.
"I'm so hungry..."
She glanced at the flower-shaped birthmark on her arm and muttered to herself.
Perhaps after the great sorrow, Zi Xi suddenly felt weak all over, and her stomach was rumbling.
But suddenly, after she finished speaking, two eggs appeared on her pillow.
Startled, Zi Xi quickly peeled the shell and put it in her mouth. Just as she was about to choke, a bottle of water appeared, which she picked up and gulped down.
After eating and drinking her fill, Zi Xi fell asleep.
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