No matter how Ye Shuangshuang tried to distance herself, in her past life, Qin Peijun and Zhao Wan always held a place in Ye Shuangshuang's heart.
It was precisely because she valued these two people too much that their subsequent coldness towards her shocked and unsettled her deeply.
In a courtyard filled with lotus flowers, Qin Muchen, with her hair disheveled, was frantically smashing things. Several maids stood outside the door, pale and frightened.
Zhao Wan, accompanied by a few trusted servants, approached and heard the continuous sounds of things being smashed inside. Her brow immediately furrowed, and a surge of anger rose within her.
She used to quite like this daughter of hers, feeling that she truly deserved to be her biological daughter, aligning perfectly with her intentions, gentle and dignified, making her proud to take her out.
