Qianxun shook her head.
Shang Muxue knocked for a while, but when no one answered, she had no choice but to leave.
After calming down, Qianxun and Shang Jingyang sat on the balcony.
It was now evening, and with the sun setting, the sky grew somewhat dusky.
"Thousand, what happened? Please tell me, don't cry by yourself," Shang Jingyang sat in front of her, comforting her.
"Nothing... I just suddenly feel... Now that mom has Jingxi, and Uncle Shang never really liked me, will they... not want me anymore..." Qianxun looked up, her clear eyes still brimming with tears, looking at him in a pitiful manner.
"Silly girl, what are you thinking? Jingxi is our little brother, and you are our little sister."
"What if…" Qianxun still choked up, her words sticking in her throat, "What if one day, I can't come home anymore, what should I do?"
