"I feel so light back in China." Ji Mianmian felt her entire body relax as she listened to the familiar Chinese language and words and was surrounded by people of the same skin color.
When she was at Mingzhi previously, she was actually quite careful. When she was talking to the Murong family's servants, she had to pay full attention and listen. They were talking too fast and sometimes she couldn't hear clearly.
When she walked on the street and looked at the blonde-haired, blue-eyed Caucasians, she felt a little out of place.
She was not used to eating a food that was completely different from what she had in China.
In the end, it was still better in China. Even if there was fog and trench oil in China, he still liked it.
Murong Mian gently patted her back.""We won't be going there anymore."
"Mm ..."
The two of them spoke softly, and Ji Mianmian fell asleep not long after.
