"Oh, I'm well aware it was my father who sent you." Meng Chunyan said with a smile that was not quite a smile, "However, I really can't fathom you women. Haven't you also been in my father's bed? How could you bear to let him find another woman?"
Liu Damei's heart skipped a beat; she abruptly raised her head, eyes wide with terror. At that moment, she desperately wished her man would never return.
"You find it odd that I would know?" Meng Chunyan looked at her and laughed, but sighed inwardly. Which child would be like her, constantly dealing with her mother's little concubines while staying vigilant against her father's potential new women?
Liu Damei's body shook uncontrollably, and her throat felt as if it were on fire from fear.
