Rong Jia was only a ten-year-old girl and didn't know much, but after these few days of torture, not to mention smiling at her, even a little bit of Yang Yan's approach would make Rong Jia feel scared.
She didn't understand why her mother had suddenly become so terrifying. Why did she treat her like this?
why did he become so different from before?
Rong Jia nodded vigorously. I understand, I understand, Yingluo, I understand, mother. I will beg big sister to take me with her. I will leave with her. When I, Yingluo, when I live a good life, mother, I will definitely take you with me. Yingluo, when I have money, I will buy you many, many beautiful clothes, Yingluo.
Although Rong Jia was young, she was more likable than Rong Yan. She was usually a sweet talker and knew better how to please Yang Yan.
As expected, Yang Yan smiled even more happily when she said that.
