Tan Rou first heard that Liang Lu was adopted, and she originally thought that Liang Lu's parents were indifferent because Liang Lu was the little gang leader at school. She had no idea that Liang Lu wasn't their biological child.
"Liang Lu, if you want to cry, just cry on my shoulder," Li Li comforted her.
She still remembered the first time she met Liang Lu. Back then, Liang Lu was someone who commanded respect—always followed by a dozen or so underlings, every outing was like going to make trouble.
But she had never imagined that Liang Lu hid such a sorrowful story.
From the way Liang Lu defended her biological mother, it was clear that she must have truly loved her mother. Her father's actions and her mother's death must have had an indelible impact on the young Liang Lu.
Always putting on the front of a tough older sister, Liang Lu now seemed like a fragile little girl, crying uncontrollably on Li Li's shoulder.
