"But the story gets better later, starting from Harris Sutton’s remarriage, it’s quite intense and memorable."
"Really?" Zuri Ginger’s hand hanging by her side clenched then relaxed, then clenched again, slowly smiling, "I had just begun writing back then, so it’s inevitable there were some shortcomings at the start."
"True," Mia Ginger nodded, "As you write more, you start to figure things out."
"Tch," Zuri Ginger let out a small laugh, "You sound like you know a lot about it."
"Not really." Mia Ginger didn’t mind her contemptuous chuckle, stood up and said, "I’m full, you all take your time."
With that, she turned and went upstairs.
Bob Ginger looked at Zuri Ginger somewhat gloomily and said helplessly, "Mia has a bad temper, you should let her have her way when you talk."
"I should let her?" Zuri Ginger looked at him incredulously, "How else should I let her? Should I just pack up and leave? Bob, can’t you be reasonable, didn’t you hear her say my plot was cliché?"
"She’s not feeling well inside, she was just saying it, why take it seriously!"
"I’m not feeling well inside either, what’s wrong with her, why are you ?" Zuri Ginger couldn’t help but start crying bitterly.
"..." Bob Ginger lowered his head, unable to say anything.
Aiden Jiang looked at him unexpectedly and said, "Alright, let’s eat."
"Stop crying, stop crying." Charlotte Chester was also a bit unhappy, frowning, "Why argue over nothing? Bob’s just a kid, is it necessary to lose your temper at him?"
"I’m full too, Mom and Dad, you guys enjoy." Zuri Ginger put down her chopsticks.
She quickly went upstairs.
Bob Ginger froze, watched her back for a while, then threw his chopsticks and went after her.
Zuri Ginger’s room door was slightly ajar.
The sound of sobbing came out, so grievous.
Bob Ginger stood at the door for quite some time, eventually blushing as he pushed the door open and went in.
Zuri Ginger was sitting on the carpet, arms wrapped around herself, leaning casually against the bed, burying her head as she cried, stifled and wronged.
"Sis," Bob Ginger sat by the bed, touched her arm, and said softly, "Don’t be angry, okay? I didn’t mean to upset you."
Zuri Ginger ignored him.
Bob Ginger continued, "I really didn’t mean it, please forgive me."
"Why do you always take her side?" Zuri Ginger said in grievance without looking up, "You saw what happened just now, she provoked me first, I just replied with that one sentence, didn’t even say much, why are you blaming me?"
"I didn’t blame you." Bob Ginger said awkwardly, "I was just reminding you."
"Reminding me of what?" Zuri Ginger looked up at him, tears streaked down her face.
"About Mia," Bob Ginger lowered his voice and said cautiously, "She grew up living a life like that, you can’t compare. Many things you have, she doesn’t, what you can enjoy, she can’t enjoy. Think about it, anyone in her position would feel very wronged, she was supposed to be a wealthy lady, yet her life was so tough. Your novel being published is a good thing, making it into a TV series is also a good thing, but when she hears about it, she must feel upset. She might speak a bit unpleasantly, but just listen and let it go, why bother with her."
Zuri Ginger stared at him in a daze, as if she was seeing her brother for the first time.
She knew Bob Ginger had a simple and impulsive nature, kind-hearted by nature, of course, she knew this, she was just surprised, since when did he start siding with Mia so much.
Every word, every sentence was considering Mia.
Because Mia had a hard childhood, she can speak unpleasantly? With sarcasm and mockery?