Leng Moqing had been listless since the family tragedy that led her to China.
She felt that her aunt taking her in must have brought a lot of trouble to her family.
She didn't want to come back, but in Singapore, she was all alone. Before leaving, her mother had urged her to return to China, to find her aunt.
She felt like a burden to others.
Now, hearing Sister Zaozao speak like this, she felt so grateful and on the verge of tears.
"I heard you haven't been eating well since you arrived?"
Chi Zaozao let her go and, seeing her swollen, red eyes, felt so heartbroken she quickly wiped away her tears.
Little Mo Qing just kept her head down and didn't make a sound.
Ye Que spoke up, "How can you not eat properly? You're at the age where you're still growing. Come on, let's go downstairs and eat. If you want to go out and have fun, we can take you out."
Little Mo Qing looked up at Ye Que and was momentarily stunned.
