At Zhao Nuanyue's words, everyone looked over.
According to the regulations, Zhao Nuan Yang didn't meet the requirements at all. His presence here was problematic in itself, but no one had expected it was to escape his stepfather's abuse.
"How did your father pass away?" He Qiang asked. "Is your mother still alive?"
"My father died in the line of duty when my brother and I were five." Zhao Nuanyue's nose tingled, and she spoke through a choked sob. "I don't remember much from when I was little. My mother was frail and sickly, unable to raise us, so she remarried. My stepfather was decent to my mother, and he had his own daughter. My mom couldn't protect us. In that house, we were just extra baggage, so I left with my brother."
"Sigh, every family has its own troubles," Sun Haoran said with a sigh. "It's rare for a child like you to still have such a pure heart, to never abandon your brother."
