Ruan Jiaojiao still felt uncomfortable inside, thinking about how she had taken over the original owner's place in getting all the love—it wasn't her they loved, and she couldn't help feeling like a thief in her own body. Yet, she couldn't bear to give up the feeling of being cherished, especially when the Ruanlin Family held her in their arms and fed her goat's milk, which was both tormenting and sweet.
"Alright, now that you've finished your milk, get some good sleep and don't let your thoughts wander, alright?" After feeding Ruan Jiaojiao the goat's milk, the Ruanlin Family wiped her little mouth and laid her down comfortably, reaching out to touch her forehead to make sure she wasn't feverish.
Ruan Jiaojiao lay on her back, looking up at her gentle face, and the agony in her heart grew even more intense.
But even so—
She never thought of giving up her place.
