She gnawed while tears streamed down her face.
"Miss Anning, what's wrong?"
Wu Sao entered from outside and, seeing Ji Anning's tear-stained face, asked anxiously.
"It's spicy," Ji Anning said, head lowered, her voice slightly choked.
With one hand holding a tomato, and the other wiping away her tears, they gushed forth like a spring, unstoppable.
Why was he so mean?
Even more than Ji Ruoqian's treatment of her, was she not even allowed to eat some chili?
Claiming the spice made her cry, Wu Sao believed her and quickly fetched several tissues, wiping her tears and gently reproaching, "I told you not to eat chili, you silly child."
"Wu Sao, I'm going upstairs," Ji Anning snatched the tissues from Wu Sao's hand, covered her mouth, and with head bowed, walked past her.
She couldn't control it and felt she needed to cry for a while.
Lin Yanqin and Ji Ruoqian, mother and daughter, were sitting on the couch watching TV, the volume turned up high.
