"I don't want to think about the Ding family or even talk about it. Old Qiao, don't force me."
Qiao Dongliang smiled slightly and said sarcastically, "Old Ding, do you think that you had a harder time in the Ding family, or did Nan Nan have a harder time growing up in our family?"
"Of course, I had it harder. Compared to us, the children of Zijin's generation have it good!" Was there even a need for a comparison? They were children of different generations. It was natural for children of later generations to lead more comfortable lives. There was no way they could be compared!
"Why don't you tell me how Nan Nan had an easier life than you did in the Ding family?"
