Whatever Qiao Nan used and ate, Qiao Zijin should have it the same. Schools that Qiao Nan's children attend could not be better than Zhou Ying's as well.
Since Qiao Zijin had made up her mind, Ding Jiayi didn't bother stopping her. She had made her decision to live a peaceful life. Qiao Nan had been the only one bearing her cost of living, so she wouldn't owe Qiao Zijin anything as a mother.
If Qiao Zijin insisted on seeking trouble, it couldn't be helped.
After clearing her thoughts, Ding Jiayi decided to forget about the mess and take a nap in her room.
Zhou Ying wasn't satisfied with her grandma's room. She hated the smell of Ding Jiayi's room. Unlike this place, her house in Ping Cheng always smelled nice. However, her mother asked her to bear with it for a while. She believed that her mother would bring her to a better place as long as she listened to her.
