Xia Mei looked at her father and said, "Dad, this is the last time I'll call you dad. You've never liked me since I was a child, simply because of my identity as a maid's daughter. So, even though you treated me as a daughter, I could clearly feel the disdain and contempt in your eyes."
"Since I can remember, I've never felt you hold me. You've never hugged me or bought anything for me on purpose. It was always when you were buying things for Xia Xue that you'd casually bring something for me. Even when I grew up, just as Lin Fei said, you only saw me as a tool, turning me into a convenient tool for your use..." As Xia Mei spoke, tears began to fall.
No matter what she became, Xia Jiahe never cared for her but kept watching and supervising from behind. When something wasn't done well, what faced Xia Mei was only harsh punishment.
