Hearing his daughter's piercing screams, his scalp went numb. Helpless and grieving, he wished he could take her place.
For a long time, he suffered from insomnia. Whenever he closed his eyes, his daughter's broken body and her sharp cries echoed in his ears.
"Well, who told your daughter not to know her place? Huan's favoring her was her good fortune. The old man promised that if she bore Huan a big, healthy son, she would be elevated to a concubine. She's blessed but doesn't realize it. You're born into the house; if your master wants you to bear children, you bear them. If he wants you dead, how dare you cling to life? If not for the years you've devoted yourself to the Qu Family, the old man would have sold you all off long ago."
Qu Huaiyun was furious, jumping in rage at Manager Qiu for bringing up this old affair, burning with anger.
Manager Qiu saw that Qu Huaiyun was completely disdainful of the matter and stomped out any lingering reluctance he had.
