In her heart, there was suddenly a pang of pain.
She thought about chatting with her father yesterday, mentioning that Nian Duoduo was amazing for thinking of recording in advance; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
At the time, her father pondered for a moment and calmly said that in such a situation, thinking of recording wasn't about being clever, but rather because she had been persecuted too many times and learned from it.
Nian Duoduo had been set up many times by Yi Jiao before?
Looking at her current demeanor and the sadness she carried, it all made sense to her. But she didn't know what had happened in the past.
Nian Duoduo told her blandly, "You can leave now, I still have to practice painting."
"Nian Duoduo, I'm Sun Mei. If you need help in the future, you can come to me."
Then, Sun Mei waved and left.
Nian Duoduo watched her innocent silhouette, smiling bitterly, "No one can help me..."
