Lin Dong took a cab to send Qiao Xue back to Qiao's Villa.
When he arrived, there was not a single person in the house, and the door was open.
Lin Dong called out a few times, but no one answered.
He was speechless, weren't they afraid of thieves?
After he brought Qiao Xue back, he placed her on the bedroom bed, where she was in a state of drunken unconsciousness.
Lin Dong estimated that she wouldn't be able to get up until at least the next morning.
"Don't, don't come over."
"Dad, don't go. Don't leave us behind!"
"Mom, stop crying, Xiaoxue will definitely work hard to earn money in the future, so you can live a good life."
"Isn't there a reliable man in this world?"
During her drunken stupor, Lin Dong heard her murmuring in her sleep.
Lin Dong couldn't help but sigh.
He suddenly felt that Qiao Xue was quite pitiful.
He couldn't help but think of himself, for he was also a left-behind child.
