"Brother…" the little girl put down her knife and fork, her head hung even lower, "I'm sorry…"
"What are you apologizing to me for?" Zhou Ping couldn't help but smile wryly, "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and eat, there's only half an hour left."
"Okay…" Only then did the little girl pick up the knife and fork again, eating slowly.
Zhou Ping, however, didn't eat a bite. He just watched the little girl opposite him who kept her head down but slowly ate her food, pondering what to do with her.
Considering the little girl's past and how sensible she was, he truly wanted to scold her a little but couldn't bear to do so.
The same was true for the other members of the family.
Ever since the little girl came to their home, no one had ever spoken harshly to her. He didn't expect that this wouldn't make the little girl feel secure. On the contrary, it heightened her sense of insecurity, making her feel even more like she was living at the mercy of others.