"It's okay, even though I've endured a lot, I should be grateful I've grown up this much!"
Xiaoli just smiled and said, "Actually, there's really nothing about going through some hardships when you're young, it's all in the past now, just consider it as some kind of experience. At least everyone has to grow, it's just the process of growing up is different!"
Hearing Xiaoli's words, Yan Ruoxi felt that although she had suffered quite a bit, she didn't wallow in self-pity or blame others, which made her even more deeply sympathetic. She patted Xiaoli's back and said, "Xi'er is truly a sensible child!"
Xiaoli lifted her head from Yan Ruoxi's embrace to look at her. Today, Yan Ruoxi had hugged her like a cherished treasure many times. This feeling of being cared for was something Chen Yu, her biological mother, never gave her, making her feel a bit misty-eyed.
"Mom, let me cook for you all today and let's see how my cooking skills are!"
"Alright, alright!"
