Yan Tian Yu stared blankly at the trail that Zhao Ming Hua had treaded as went back to their room. He saw it. He saw the vicious and hatred which flitted briefly in her eyes. He pulled at his hair in frustration.
'Children, your father is weak and incompetent. That is why until now I haven't shaken off this vile woman. I'm so sorry.'
He covered his face in remorse as the gentle smile of Zhao Ming Yue flashed in his mind. Despite being twin sisters, Zhao Ming Yue had distinct difference with her sister. She had a calm and sweet air about her. Her mere presence was soothing. Nothing like the fierce, suffocating pressure that Zhao Ming Hua possessed. Her features were softer and gentler. And she had that pretty mole under her right eye that made her rare amber eyes even more charming. Amber, the color of sunset. It was a color far contrasting from Zhao Ming Hua's sharp, earth brown ones.
