She would not care about the past too much.
"Sister Feng…"
Luo Li wanted to say something but soon she was interrupted by Feng Ruqing.
"Just call me by my name."
"Then… is it okay if I call you Xiao Qing?" Luo Li smiled but her smile was bitter. "Actually, my mother died when I was five years old because she was sick."
It was the first time Feng Ruqing saw such grief in Luo Li since the day she met Luo Li. Luo Li was always a girl who was mischievous and active. Luo Li had always appeared to be nonchalant.
It might be Luo Li's habit of using a smile and laughter to hide her sadness. She might have kept quite a lot of things to herself.
"I do understand that it's not easy for my father, too, given that he has to take care of me all by himself all these past years. It's fine if he wants to marry any woman as long as it's not Qin Xiaoyue."
