You Can Go to the Next Table
Redakteur: Atlas Studios
Hong Xia's tears fell again. Then, she took out a chain from around her neck. There was a purple heart-shaped stone pendant on it. "Auntie Qiao, you gave this to me back then. I've been wearing it. Every time I encountered difficulties, I would look at it. Then, I would feel motivated…"
Qiao Zi looked at the crystal pendant in her hand and sighed slightly. "On my 18th birthday, my mother personally polished it and gave it to me. At that time, I had just gone to the United States to work. It was difficult for me to do anything and I would even be discriminated against. However, my mother told me that as long as I put in the effort, I could do anything. Just like this stone, it's extremely hard. However, if she put in the effort, she could polish it into the shape she wanted… I gave this to you because I hoped that you could persevere in life. Now, it seems that you've done it."