The courtyard of the Fu family's old residence…
Under the overlapping shadows and lights of the street lights, Jiang Fengya's delicate body looked even more pitiful, especially the tears welling up in her eyes.
"I heard from Yuxiu that you're kind and amiable. I didn't expect…" She bit her lip. She knew that she couldn't be timid at this moment. It would only make Old Madam Fu look down on her even more.
Old Madam Fu pursed her lips and remained silent.
"I know I'm of humble birth and not worthy of him. You're from a prestigious family, so you naturally look down on me even more. But all of this wasn't something I could choose.
"We're both humans, but why is it that Song Fengwan can obtain fatherly love, while I have to cower in fear? I'm not asking for anything else. It's already so difficult for even my father to acknowledge me. Why do I have to be despised and criticized for my relationship? What did I do wrong?!
