That night, Aunt Jiang held her and said, "Child, from now on, this will be your home."
The Jiang Family Residence was so big, Aunt Jiang's embrace so warm, even the elder sister named Jiang Jin would give her all the best cakes.
She didn't know if this counted as happiness.
But the Jiang Family Residence was indeed so much better than her own home, so much better.
Later, she overheard Jiang Mingda and his wife's conversation.
She hid in the corner behind the study door, listening to Jiang Mingda's angry words: "Bai Xiujuan is simply too much. How can she abandon her daughter like a burden just to remarry? The child is still so young, and a girl at that, without a mother by her side, how pitiful."
