After Old Ye father left, Luo Yiyi appeared at the door of another room. He looked at her with hatred.
Shen Jingxue gently moved her mouth. Then, seeing her ashen face, she closed the door of her room without hesitation.
"Look, even the heavens won't help you."
She also knew how unpopular she was. The food she ate was completely different from what she cooked for Shen Jingxue.
He made it for Shen Jingxue to look very exquisite, making people's appetite stir. What he made for her became the most ordinary, without any special features.
At home, no matter how late it was, as long as she wanted to eat, someone would immediately make it for her. However, she did not recognize her at all. Everything was special for Shen Jingxue.
Luo Yiyi couldn't understand how bad-tempered her young miss
