When the younger daughter told Luo Sitian she had asked Ye Qiu for help, Luo Sitian had a moment of distraction and helplessness.
"She really agreed?" Luo Sitian asked, her voice trembling.
"Mmm, my sister will help." Jiang Miaomiao looked at her mom with concern, "Mom, don't worry, everything will be alright. We will move out and live on our own, no longer having to put up with Wen Xiao's abuse."
"Us? Miaomiao, you're going to follow Mom?" Luo Sitian immediately objected, "No, even if I divorce your father, I won't get much money. Following me, you'll only suffer."
"Mom, don't you know what kind of person Dad is? Yes, he has never shortchanged me with money since I was young, but all his love was given to my elder brother. What's the point of staying in this family? Once you're gone, nobody in this house will care about me anymore."
"Miaomiao..." Luo Sitian looked at her daughter in pain, not understanding how things could have gotten to this point.
