Zhang Caidie awkwardly tried to find a topic to talk about.
But how does that saying go?
As long as she's not embarrassed, the embarrassment falls on others.
Yue Qingqing looked at her, "It's quite nostalgic for me, is it the same for you?"
Zhang Caidie bit her lip; she exposed her identity and didn't mind others finding out she was not a well-bred young lady.
It was all to drag Yue Qingqing down with her.
"Yeah, actually, I've always envied Qingqing since childhood. Clearly an adopted child, yet her family treats her well. Maybe it's because she was excellent from a young age."
As soon as she finished speaking, the scene fell into silence.
Only the sound of the wind rustling through the trees could be heard.
The news was too shocking; everyone was speechless.
Gong Qiming finally put away his usual indifferent expression and stared coldly at Zhang Caidie.
"Digging at others' scars? Are you proud of that?"
