Su Xiaoli's words were very soft, very light.
Yet they hit Qin Yihan's heart like a sledgehammer, smashing into it with immense force.
The man paused slightly, his voice low, "Why would you feel that way?"
Was it because she had never been liked by Su Zhenye, nor recognized by the Su Family?
Or was it because Cheng Yao and his wife only appeared to be kind to her on the surface but actually abused her behind her back?
"Because I am just a useless person," she said.
Su Xiaoli placed the washed dishes on the preparation counter and skillfully started to serve the food from the pot onto the plates:
"When I was little, my mother was wronged, and I couldn't help her, couldn't protect her, I could only watch helplessly as she jumped into the sea and left..."
"Later, when I went to live with my uncle's family, I wanted to help with farming in the mountains, but my uncle and aunt said I wasn't meant to be a child of the mountains, so they wouldn't let me work."
