After Xia He left, Chen Lian sighed and started tidying up the food in the kitchen, preparing to wait for Xia He to return in the evening to eat.
Xia Ye was so angry that he stomped his feet in place and then sat on the ground, hugging himself, crying.
She had initially thought that she could change her fate by going to school, and even at school, she had encountered someone who she thought could change her life.
But unexpectedly, within a single day, she was hit by one blow after another.
Chen Lian finished tidying up and saw Xia Ye still crying. She pulled her up and said, "Alright, alright! Stop crying!"
"Is your father angry now? He'll calm down in a couple of days."
Chen Lian's consolation had no effect at all.
"Has he been planning to sell me for a long time?" Xia Ye's eyes held a hint of resentment.
In this family, she had always been the one in surplus.