Toward such a spoiled child, he felt more disdain than jealousy and envy. So what if she was loved now? Back then, wasn't he cherished like a precious gem by the Xiu Family? But when they had their own child, didn't he still become insignificant?
At the time, as an observer, he stood aside watching Jiaojiao being lifted up by the Ruan Family brothers. A few teenage boys surrounded her, using all their skills to amuse her. He thought someone so pampered should be very delicate and would cry if she fell into a mud pit.
But what he didn't expect was that not only did she not cry, but after being picked up by Ruan Jie, she wiped her little face with her small hand, spat out the muddy water from her mouth, and said with a smile, "So rainwater is bitter, huh? It tastes terrible."
It was May, and there had been thunderstorms for several days, leaving everything wet.
