Li Qingsha's hesitation.
This prompted Lin Baishu, who was on her back, to ask in a soft, puzzled voice, "Qingsha, are you tired? Maybe we should rest for a bit."
"If they catch me and take me back, then so be it."
Lin Baishu was in a terrible state, her spirits at rock bottom, yet she was still concerned for Li Qingsha.
"Don't worry about me. If I'm taken away, maybe they'll release my father."
Lin Baishu's spirits sank, the light fading from her eyes. If not for Li Qingsha's help, she figured she was destined for a bleak and desolate life.
But Lin Baishu didn't want to drag Li Qingsha down with her...
She was beginning to understand. From the moment she was born, she had been the root of her family's misfortune.
Her mother had died giving birth to her.
And now, her father had been thrown in jail, also because of her.
Her family's decline was all because her father had constantly taken her to see doctors and spent a fortune on expensive medicine for her.
