Self-abased
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
He Jing seemed as if her throat had been strangled by a ghost, surrounded by a silent stillness.
Children from poor families always had a peculiar kind of self-esteem due to their hardships. Having experienced so much suffering and lacking many things compared to others, their self-esteem was the only precious thing they possessed.
However, she didn't want them to be so humble. They would all become influential figures in the future. They were no different from others. No matter how luxurious the restaurant was, it was just a place to eat.
However, she didn't reject him immediately. Instead, she lowered her head and asked softly, "Then where do you want to eat, Xiaoguo?"
He Xiaoguo didn't even dare to look into He Jing's eyes. His soft, childish voice was filled with frustration. "We can go back and eat. Mommy said that we can't enter such places. If we do, we'll be chased out. I don't want to be chased out."