Inside the suite of the guesthouse, Chen Jieyu finally got her answer and understood why Cheng Zhu didn't need to register his ID at the front desk.
Because he had already registered before, had already been to this room, and had already done some setup here.
When Cheng Zhu spoke the first sentence, Chen Jieyu actually felt like crying.
The urge to cry was not just because of the surprise and touch.
There was also...years of grievances that had been suppressed since childhood!
Yes, grievances.
Other children were cherished and loved, but she wasn't.
So, when Cheng Zhu casually mentioned that "the gifts from number 1 to number 6 are for little brat Chen Jieyu," her defenses completely collapsed.
But someone like Chen Jieyu, who had grown up this way, was actually very good at enduring.
Especially at holding back tears.
