"Ruochen, don't you think that Dad is very useless? I wanted kids, but I cannot raise even one of them properly. Your elder brother's life was ruined because I was not clear-headed, and he hates me… Your elder sister is the same. Jianyou and Beijiang too." Han Yichen's voice was laced with bitterness. It seemed like his youngest daughter was aware of what was happening in the house but never said a word out of respect for her elders. It seemed like they had suppressed her way too long. "Ruochen, were you suffering?"
"Initially? Yes. I am sure everyone in this family was suffering. When I was young, I could not understand why my mother wanted us siblings to give way to Han Ziyan. After all, we are her biological children and Han Ziyan was at most an adopted daughter, but after getting used to my mother's biased attitude, I no longer feel anything. I guess my siblings are the same."
