Gazing at the black ceiling, her eyes grow dark. How low could she go to get a husband when she was a human? When she felt disgusted that the man groped her breast, she should have smacked his face. Instead, she lowered her head and let him snicker. What about that man who told her that he would marry her after sleeping with her first? He wanted to take the car for a test drive before buying it.
Why was she not loved by someone back then? She didn't stand out among the crowd. She wasn't beautiful or confident. She wasn't bold or cheerful. She was Huang Qiuyan -- the shadow of her brother, the shameful daughter of her father, the worry of her mother, and the object of laughter for her sister-in-law.
Was it that difficult to love her as a woman? Was it that difficult to accept her the way she was? She had to pretend so much. She tried to be the woman that others wanted. It all came to naught. The world is in chaos. She is left with nothing.
