Just A Fake?

After Ning Qiutong and Ning Xi left, Ning Yaohua and Zhuang Lingyu looked upset.

Zhuang Lingyu was still furious. "That brat! She was still trying to quibble…"

Ning Xueluo suddenly spoke up, "Father, Mother, over these years, I'm really grateful for the both of you! Thank you for your care! Thank you for your love and trust! Now that things have progressed this way, it's really not what I hoped for. Although I really don't want to, I think I should leave…"

Zhuang Lingyu's expression changed. "Xueluo, what do you mean?"

Ning Yaohua frowned. "Xueluo, what are you talking about? Where are you going?"

Ning Xueluo miserably looked at them. "Wherever! I don't want to add anymore trouble to this family. The both of you have sacrificed a lot for me! Grandfather is right. If I'm really grateful, I shouldn't keep staying here! I-I don't belong here after all... I should go back to where I belong... I should've done this much earlier. It's all my fault!"