"I publicly tore apart Song Anqi's facade, forced my dad to return my hundred million inheritance... He agreed and said he would make Song Anqi kowtow at my mom's grave... I should feel satisfied having achieved my wish, but why... does my heart feel... so heavy? Why? Why indeed?!"
She spoke intermittently, tears streaming down like broken strings of pearls.
In truth, she knew very well that she still held a sliver of hope in her heart, hoping her father still cared for her...
But the reality was, all of it was truly a luxury; Song Huaizhong never really considered her his daughter, which left her this heartbroken...
Lu Jihan seemed frozen, staring at her without blinking.
She cried so sadly and pitifully, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably, like a little girl who lost her candy.
He didn't know why, but his heart tightened, as if sensing her grief, and he inadvertently felt a bit uncomfortable.
