Wang Laoshuan stopped in his tracks.
"Oh." After responding, he didn't dare to step forward again.
Wang Xiaomei heaved a sigh of relief and went to open the door.
After that, she pushed the handcart into the storeroom.
Then, she sorted out the remaining unsold woven bamboo products and placed them back in their respective positions.
Finally, she tidied up the handcart and put it away before turning around and leaving.
When she stepped out of the storeroom, she saw Wang Laoshuan looking at her.
A wave of frustration washed over her heart. Wang Xiaomei immediately looked away and walked into the courtyard.
As she walked, she spoke, "Tell me, Father. Why did you come to look for me?"
She had already figured it out when she was still in Brook Falls Village.
In her parents' hearts, there was no one else besides themselves and her big brother.
At that time, even when her parents sold her to the Zhang family, she had never completely given up hope.
