"That year, it was also when I met that person..."
Feng Huang's face turned pale as if she recalled some unpleasant memory.
She tried to force a smile and said, "Oppa, you might not have experienced that kind of situation."
"That winter, my brother fell seriously ill, and he needed to see a doctor. I carried him to the hospital, but was immediately chased away by the doctor there."
"After all, I was just a beggar, not someone who looked like they could afford medical expenses."
"Having no other choice to raise money, I could only hit the streets to steal..."
"Maybe it was my bad luck, I got caught red-handed. Oppa, what do you think, how would they deal with a fourteen-year-old girl caught in the act?"
Looking at Feng Huang's questioning gaze, Xu Fan could not help but give a bitter smile.
He began to understand why Feng Huang was reluctant to mention her past.
