Jian Yixue forced a smile, her eyes shimmering with tears.
Since she was a child, she knew she was the one unloved. Initially, she resisted and tried to fight for affection, but what she got in return was her parents' neglect time and time again.
Later on, she understood that inequality was inevitable in this world.
Even if she hadn't done anything wrong, her existence, compared to her brother, was a mistake in her parents' eyes!
"Why are you crying! Your mom's words may be blunt, but they're logical. You're with a wealthy person, so you should be enjoying life! Stop looking as if you're mourning!" Jian Father declared with paternal authority.
