PRAY FOR YOUR DEATH

Zhangjing didn't want the children to see the angry side of her, so she picked Zhihao up and said to Qingran. "Let's go to your mother's room, okay? We will wait there, until she's back."

Qingran readily agreed, and Songyan watched the older woman carry Zhihao up.

Her own lips went down in sadness. She just wants to play with the children... It's not her fault, everyone else is bad! Why did she have to be treated badly too? She really didn't do anything, right? 

It was everyone around her, not she herself.

And now, Ru Fangxi too? No! How many more humiliation will she have to suffer for those stupid people's sake?

She hates that she has to be tagged evil!

As more thoughts wandered into Songyan's mind and occupying her brain, her eyes misted up, and her tears started flowing.

"It's fine, miss." Lee Li went forward, helping her sit on the couch. "Don't cry over spilled milk."