That's right, why couldn't it be what my mother said, didn't she tell her to give way to her sister three years ago?

Jian Ran's heart suddenly felt uncomfortable. She said she didn't care, but she still cared and felt distressed.

How many times when she dreamed back at midnight, she would dream that her mother was stroking her head, and said softly: "Ran Ran is the most sensible, and my mother likes Ran Ran the most."