Forget It, I Don't Care Anymore

"What?"

"The person who likes spicy and sour fish is Xiao Hai, not me. I've never liked this dish."

With that, Jiang Luoli walked to a black car parked by the roadside and got in.

Mother Jiang stood rooted to the ground.

Was Jiang Hai the one who liked spicy and sour fish?

But why did she always remember Jiang Luoli?

…

Jiang Luoli returned to her bedroom.

She lay on the bed and closed her eyes.

Initially, she decided to ignore Jiang Hai.

After all, he deserved it.

But after meeting him, she realized that she couldn't be hard-hearted and really not care about him.

She recalled many things from her childhood.

Back then, Jiang Hai was really obedient. He always followed behind her and called her "Sister."

Just like how he had held her hand at the police station and cried for her to save him.

Jiang Luoli's heart softened.

If it was just 10 million yuan, she could still pay it back.