That night, Ke Ting drank a little wine, and was slightly drunk, venting all the emotions buried deep in her heart for more than ten years.

And the longing for the deceased parents.

"It's been 16 years, and I don't dare to think of them... I can't even remember what they look like."

"I was young at that time and didn't know anything. My aunt cleaned up the house and wiped everything about my parents. I didn't even have a photo."

"My dad was doing a good business at that time. He bought a house and a shop. This was the only thing they left for me."

"In recent years, uncles and aunts have taken possession of everything. When I was a child, I didn't understand. They asked me to call me mom and dad, so I called me. I thank them very much. I have made me have mom and dad again and will not look alien among my classmates and friends."

"Now they think about it, they just valued my house and shop, as well as the compensation for my parents' death from their car accident."

“…”

Happy people are generally similar, but unfortunate people have their own misfortunes.

As he spoke, the saddest part had passed. Ke Ting wiped her tears and her tone became a little excited.

Jiang Yunting listened to her patiently, feeling her desire and longing for her biological parents, and also feeling her helplessness and contradictions about her uncle and aunt's family.

He knew that she didn't hate them, she was just heartbroken.

"She said, Ke Xin will need a house and money to get married in the future, so don't I need it? If you have it, you can buy it for him. I will never say anything, but don't stare at my things, don't make any decisions about my parents' inheritance, right?"

When she drank high, she became drunk and her cheeks flushed, and her words were a little big.

"If I don't say it doesn't mean I don't know. I know everything they think. I just... just don't have the same knowledge as them..."

"They... they bully people too much, they bully me honestly, bully me alone, no one supports me..."

Jiang Yunting reached out and touched the scar on her face, which became even more red and swollen.

"Does it hurt?"

"It hurts, of course it hurts. She is so cruel that she is thrusting into death."

"What to use to draw?"

"Chopsticks," she picked up the chopsticks in her hand and gestured in the air. "Phone, I was stunned."

Jiang Yunting could imagine the situation at that time and regretted that he had not noticed the strangeness inside earlier. If he could rush in earlier, she would not have suffered such great grievances.

He pinched her face and rubbed it gently, "From now, I will support you and will never let you bully you."

"Okay, boyfriend."

"Are you full?"

Ke Ting touched her stomach and answered his question with a burp.

"Then I will help you to sleep in the room?" He swears, he really wanted to help her, for fear that she would not walk steadily.

Ke Ting suddenly crossed her hands to protect her chest, hid on her side, and said, "No, no, no, no, even though you are my boyfriend, although I slept at your house,... it's too early to be able to."

She didn't say it, he didn't think about it in that way. She said it, but she reminded him.

"No, I'm responsible," Jiang Yunting himself felt a little guilty, "Then you go by yourself, I won't help you."

Ke Ting stood up with her hands on the table, as soon as she stood up, she rushed forward, and sat down heavily.

She smirked, "Hahaha, it seems a little dizzy... Oh no, I'm drunk... I need your help..."

Jiang Yunting shook his head and sighed, carefully holding her up, slowly pulling her up.

"I can't walk anymore, I want to hug you, the princess hug you."
Chapter completed!