After taking care of things, Luo Qiao went to collect fish from the pond. She caught quite a lot, preparing a two-month supply.
Only then did she pack up, ready to take the afternoon bus back to the city, but she hadn't expected Zhao Jianing to be standing at the entrance of the village, seemingly waiting for someone.
Luo Qiao averted her gaze and walked briskly forward, but Zhao Jianing blocked her path within a few steps, "Are you feeling smug now, ruining me, are you satisfied?"
Luo Qiao looked at Zhao Jianing as if she were a fool, "Look at the way you talk—as if I ruined you. Then why am I not squatting in a cell? You should go find Gao Suhua in prison."
Zhao Jianing stared at Luo Qiao fiercely, "If it weren't for you, mom and dad would never have treated me like that."
Luo Qiao didn't care to engage with her, figuring she must be delusional, "If you want to go crazy, go find your real mom, your real sister, I don't have time to watch your performance here."