Ye Manrong felt her ivory tower had collapsed, and Xie Qishan had surely lost his mind!
And the cause of this madness was, of course, Qian Sisi.
She never had any feelings for Qian Sisi to begin with, and now she grew increasingly resentful and hateful towards her own daughter.
After Xie Qishan finished scolding Ye Manrong, he anxiously looked at Qian Sisi. He saw that her entire face had already turned pale like a sheet of white paper, devoid of any blood color, and she leaned on Bai Cheng'an in a dazed state. As Xie Qishan stepped forward in a consoling manner, she startled with fear and retreated half a step, burying her face in Bai Cheng'an's chest.
Under Ye Manrong's vicious accusations, memories suddenly flashed through Qian Sisi's mind like scenes from a movie.
It seemed like she was very young, standing in the Xie Residence.
All around her were lively, singing and dancing children, yet she felt like an outcast; nobody spoke to her, nobody played with her.
