They all knew, yet no one showed it.
A Rong didn't need to look at Leng Ran to know what she was thinking. He raised his hand and ruffled her hair, "Little girl, you still have much to learn! The way you are now won't do—you'd be sold and still help count the money!"
After A Rong spoke, a seriousness appeared in his eyes, and his voice grew colder, "I know you're not reconciled to being manipulated and threatened by others. But right now, you're too weak, too naive. If the Leng Family didn't have Leng Peixi, you would be chewed up without a trace left."
"Without your aunt, you wouldn't survive! I hope you can quickly abandon your naive thoughts. Choose the path that is most beneficial to you, and don't be foolish at a critical moment."
Finally, he murmured in a very low voice, "Otherwise... the current Leng Peixi will be your future."
Regrettably, his voice was very low, and Leng Ran's mind was elsewhere, so she didn't hear him.
