"That movie must be boring; it can't be better than what we saw today."
"Really? Even better than what I watched in the village?" In her heart, every time a movie played in the village, she would always get her small stool ready and never miss it.
Everyone looked at each other, sharing a glance of sympathy as they gazed at An'an.
Liu Yilan gently rubbed An'an's hair, thinking even more deeply. Sheng Ning and An'an grew up together, so the two sisters must have lived similar lives.
The younger sister was pitiful, but the older sister made her heart ache even more.
She was now more curious about what Sheng Ning had been through. If she didn't know Sheng Ning was under twenty, she would have suspected that Sheng Ning had been out in society, struggling for many years.
All of them were city folks from well-off families, and though Wu Youli came from a working-class background, she never worried about food and clothing.
