From the time Ye Shu had memories, there was no companionship from her mother Su Mei, only endless disdain from her stepmother and grandmother.
But this didn't prevent her from becoming Ye Zhongming's beloved treasure.
When Ye Zhongming was alive, he truly wished he could give her all the beauty in the world!
Alas... he passed away so unexpectedly.
Ye Shu's nose felt sour and bitter, with tears swirling in her eyes.
She placed her phone aside, pushed open the car door, and, not even caring that she was barefoot, ran all the way to Sheng Shaochen's side.
Her little hand covered the trunk, straining hard to lift it up.
Sheng Shaochen paused his movements, turned his face toward her, and saw her stubborn little face turning red with effort as she struggled with the trunk, the emotions in his eyes turbulent and complex.
Sheng Shaochen's brows furrowed deeply, "Who allowed you to come down? Get back in the car!"
The rain was pouring down, his voice carrying a hoarse roar.
