"I know." Qiao Meixia gave a small nod.
"By the way... how is that biological family of yours treating you under their roof?" Yang Mingxia rested her chin on her palm, her cheerful tone shifting slightly into a more serious inquiry.
Qiao Meixia's dark eyes narrowed ever so slightly. Yang Mingxia's sharp instincts immediately picked up on the microscopic shift in her demeanour.
"Oh..." Yang Mingxia's warm smile gradually vanished, replaced by a cold edge. "So those people really are not good human beings."
She snorted with blatant disdain.
"I heard the Jiang Family is considered one of the elite wealthy households in this city. If they had actually put genuine effort and resources into searching for their lost biological daughter all those years ago, they would have easily found you long ago." Yang Mingxia looked at Qiao Meixia intently. "Do you really still have to stay with those fake, calculating people?"
