Ling Tian'ao's heart was stirred by something.
Watching Xia Zhisu playing happily with the children, his lips slightly pursed.
"She is a child who values family greatly. Mr. Yao, her foster father, adopted her, and she cherishes and values this kinship very much. So from a young age, she made herself exceptionally outstanding, not wanting to disappoint her foster father. But precisely because she valued it, she inevitably suffered quite a bit of grievance. I heard that Mr. Yao's wife, Zhisu's foster mother, doesn't like her..."
As Director Lü spoke, she suddenly apologized, "Young Master Ling, the old woman is a bit verbose, am I bothering you?"
"No, I love listening. Continue talking about her," Ling Tian'ao said, his eyes constantly on Xia Zhisu.
