The more Lu Xiaoyou appeared indifferent to the world, the more Qinghuang disliked her.
Qinghuang simply couldn't understand why someone as pretentious as Lu Xiaoyou could win Feng Zheyu's heart.
Feng Zheyu, as a man, failing to notice Lu Xiaoyou's facade was one thing.
But why even her mother, whom she had always admired and looked up to as a role model, defended Lu Xiaoyou, even...even blamed her for Lu Xiaoyou.
"Being this stupid, you're not fit to be my daughter!"
Every time Qinghuang recalled Chu Huang's words, she felt a needle pierce the softest and most vulnerable part of her heart.
For more than twenty years, she had tried desperately to become strong, just hoping to earn Chu Huang's recognition and a word of praise.
But Chu Huang had never given her any of these.
Qinghuang always thought Chu Huang was simply not good at praising her own daughter, which was why she had never received a single compliment from her.
