They have a good relationship.

She likes Qi Zhao, and Qi Zhao likes her too.

My biological parents considered whether to transfer the engagement to me.

—As compensation for me.

Fortunately, the decision was never in their hands, but in Qi Zhao's.

Qi Zhao has no intention of changing partners over such a trivial matter as identity.

Moreover, their relationship is really good.

Qi Zhao really doesn't like me.

He even harbors hostility towards me.

A very subtle hostility.

As if he knows something.

I returned to this family in the second month of their official engagement.

Eighteen-year-old Xie Xi was wearing a beautiful white dress.

A thousand times more exquisite than the day he picked me up from the mountain village.

Guests came and went at their engagement banquet, everyone offering their blessings.

I stood below clapping along with the crowd, offering my blessings.

Watching her shyly leaning against another person's chest.

Oh, I didn't donate my kidney to my biological mother.

Before the surgery, they found someone else.

It's more important to have a biological daughter's kidney that can be exchanged for resources than a stranger's.

My existence lost its meaning, but at least there's still a blood relationship.