Yet, no one knew that the one Jiang Ruolan hated the most in her heart was her mother. She was the woman who started living in a nightclub, the woman who sold herself to those people, the woman who washed her face in tears at home, the woman who led a hellish life, the woman who finally couldn't take it anymore and selfishly jumped down from the rooftop four years later.
A woman who had given up her life for a failed love, for a man who was worse than an animal.
Jiang Ruolan hated her mother. She hated Jiang Guanyu. She was angry. Why did a woman willing to live in such a cowardly and incompetent manner just because a man like him?
If it was her, she would fight for it.
If she couldn't compete, what could she do? After all, life was day after day, and once the sky turned dark, the sun would rise tomorrow as usual. No one would really walk into a dead end.
