Right now, for example, she was sitting by the window in her classroom.
She saw her deskmate's shiny cartoon pencil case.
She bit her lip, her fingers picking at the corners of her own old pencil case.
"Dad, I want this one!"
She rushed up to her father.
"Everyone in class has one except for me! They're definitely laughing at me behind my back! Saying I'm poor, that I pick through trash!"
Cao Daqiang was looking down at his ledger.
Hearing this, he jerked his head up.
"Didn't we just buy you one last month? How long have you even used it? You want a new one already? No!"
Cao Daqiang was filled with immense regret.
'He never should have sent her to that fancy school.'
'How had his perfectly good child become so obsessed with money?'
But there was no getting through to Cao Jiajia.
"You don't love me at all! Other dads buy things for their daughters! Only you won't! Do you hate me?"
