Lin Yan rarely heard anyone say she had good fortune, a child raised in hardship.
Chu Xiu took out the sticky corn but didn't give any to Lin Yan, "I've forgotten what your status is now. How can you eat such coarse food? We live in different worlds now. Lin Yan, just pretend you don't have a sister like me. The farther away you stay from me, the better." After that, she tossed the corn onto the ground and walked away.
Chu Xiu had been trying hard to control herself from crying in front of Lin Yan.
She was afraid. She couldn't let Lin Yan find Xu Bingfeng; he was too vengeful. If things came to a head, what would Lin Yan do?
If she told Lin Yan the truth, with Lin Yan's current temperament, she would surely trouble Xu Bingfeng. But Xu Bingfeng, no matter what, was the child's father. Already dismal enough, Chu Xiu couldn't bear to see him hurt.
She would digest all the suffering alone; the priority was to get money and help Xu Bingfeng pull himself together.