Qin Hanmo knitted his brows, "Jiaojiao, what happened? You can tell me anything, but you need to eat. How else is your body going to take care of itself?"
Qin Hanmo was a little worried. Qin Jiaojiao had always been weak, weighing merely one kilogram when she was born. The doctor had even said that she might not live if she wasn't properly cared for. A frail and weak little sister like Jiaojiao reminded Qin Hanmo that she must always be well protected.
"Why should I eat this? I don't want to! Second brother, how can they have such delicious porridge while we only have dry sandwiches? We're a team yet they've isolated us in this way, they… they're bullies!" Tears started streaming down Qin Jiaojiao's face, her stubborn little face breaking Qin Hanmo and Zheng Zhong's hearts.