Chapter 3: Going to a Banquet

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Mrs. Luo was relieved, so she let go of her arm and pushed her into the closet again. “That’s right! Just ignore him.”

Yansheng changed her clothes inside while Mrs. Luo was waiting for her outside. Then, Mrs. Luo heard the girl inside as if she was talking to herself, “However, Shuocheng has to be supervised, otherwise, I don’t know what kind of rubbish he’ll grow into.”

Mrs. Luo became nervous again. “With his father and mother, how will you be able to control him? You just need to go to school and study well, and give your mother in heaven a break.”

The closet became quiet for a few seconds, then Mrs. Luo heard the sound of the girl changing her clothes.

Faintly, it was as if a sentence floated out, “There’s a father, there’s no father…”

Mrs. Luo did not speak.

So what? Although he was Shuocheng’s father, he was also Yansheng’s father.

Yansheng changed into a new skirt and walked down the stairs. When she reached the first floor, she stopped and looked at the people below.

Hearing the footsteps, Huan raised his head and frowned, but he still called her as kindly as possible, “Yanyan, hurry up.”

Yansheng walked down unhurriedly and Yingying looked at her with a sneer. “Heh”.

Huan pretended not to hear his wife and asked casually, “What took you so long?”

Yansheng glanced at him, feeling inexplicable in her heart.

She was noisy, always tossing around, and making trouble. She used to think that Huan was sorry for her and her mother, so she had the right to be like that. But now that she calmed down, she finally understood after looking at him that all the troubles created by the rebellious children were just to get more attention from their parents.

That was right, which was so sad.

Now that Yansheng could see clearly, everything she had done in the past, uncovering the reason behind it, ignoring all excuses; in the end, all she wanted was just to make this man look at her more and care about her more.

Finally, what she got was his impatience. When she died, he only shed a few symbolic tears and then gave her a ‘decent’ funeral.

It was so ridiculous.

The rebellious and arrogant Yansheng with heavy makeup was nothing more than a child who couldn’t get love.

She was ridiculous and pathetic.

Huan got inexplicably uncomfortable under the gaze of his daughter and forced a smile. “What’s wrong? Why are you not saying anything?”

He didn’t know what was going on with his daughter today. Yesterday, she had a fierce fight with his young wife and her screams pierced his ears. But she was so quiet today and those pitch-black eyes faintly looking at him were like two pools of water with an unknown depth.

It was inexplicably disturbing.

Yansheng lowered her eyes.

She didn’t notice in the past that her longing for love and care had disappeared. In this life, she would not ask for anything, not from the outside, but the inside.

She had to live well all by herself.

The family’s grumpy eldest daughter raised her eyes. Her voice was surprisingly calm, serene, and sounded ordinary when she explained, “As soon as I went out after changing my clothes, Shuocheng used a water gun to drench me, so I had to change my clothes again which wasted my time.”

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