Zhang Huihui stood there quietly, watching Xiao Weiguo's family embrace tightly, their faces beaming with happiness. Her heart was filled with mixed emotions.
Envy, like a vine, grew wildly in her heart, but at the same time, her heart was also filled with gratitude for Xiao Weiguo's family.
She knew that although she did not have a home in the true sense of the word, she felt the warmth and love of a home with Xiao Weiguo's family.
Their food, clothing, daily necessities, and living environment were all at a level of superiority that ordinary people could never even dream of in their entire lives.
Xiao Weiguo's villa lacked nothing.
Although Zhang Huihui liked this environment and everyone in the villa, she was still very happy with it.
Everyone here treats her like family; no one has ever rejected her.
However, deep in Zhang Huihui's heart, there was still a trace of unspeakable confusion and loneliness.
Often, in the quiet of the night, she would stand alone on the balcony of the villa, gazing at the distant twinkling lights, and silently ask herself, "Is this my home?"
Despite how wonderful everything was here, she knew clearly that this was not her final destination.
Her father had also offended Xiao Weiguo and was sent to prison by him.
The scene of the police suddenly breaking into their home that day, and her father being handcuffed and taken away, kept replaying in her mind like a scene from a movie.
At that moment, her world seemed to collapse.
However, Zhang Huihui did not blame Xiao Weiguo for this.
She felt that God was fair; her father had done things he shouldn't have done and offended people he shouldn't have offended. Being locked up was the end he deserved, and he had no one to blame but himself.
Perhaps this is fate's arrangement.
She could only silently endure it all, searching for her own future in this seemingly beautiful villa.
She knew she couldn't rely on everything here forever; she had to strive to find a true home of her own, a place where her soul could find true belonging.
Now, seeing Xiao Feng's family, and looking at Xiao Mengjie's happy face...
Zhang Huihui couldn't help but think.
If his father could also repent and change his ways, would he be accepted by Xiao Weiguo's family?
However, no one noticed her feelings at the moment; everyone was relieved for the reunion of Xiao Feng's family.
Only Xiao Shanshan, who was beside her, seemed to notice that her emotions were fluctuating. She took her hand, squeezed it tightly in her own palm, and then smiled at her.
Without much comforting words, just that gentle smile immediately improved Zhang Huihui's mood.
After responding with a smile, she stopped thinking about it and turned her gaze back to what was ahead.
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