Qiao Yaoran placed Su Tian on the bed, preparing to help her undress, but Su Tian suddenly started crying softly.
"What's wrong?"
Su Tian didn't say anything.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
After all, she was not yet twenty years old. Qiao Yaoran thought that drinking so much alcohol wasn't good for her body. He was just about to check on her when she spoke up.
"Uncle, why is everyone in your family so nice to me? From childhood to now, I've never experienced this feeling of being pampered. Many times, I felt like I was dreaming."
Qiao Yaoran smiled. It turned out that she was just being sentimental because she drank too much.
"Alright, take off your clothes. I promise you this is not a dream. When you wake up tomorrow, you'll find that we still treat you this well."
However, Su Tian suddenly sat up and grabbed his collar tightly.
