In September, Ying City was still hot and dry, but Ning Xixi seemed to have lost all warmth.
The cold engulfed her completely, as pain surged endlessly…
Dad… is dead?
It wasn't that she never hated Ning Jingshen. She did hate him, hated that he didn't love her, hated that he wasn't there for her, hated that while other kids had their parents attend parent-teacher conferences, she only ever had Ning Jingshen's assistant accompany her.
But she couldn't forget how good Ning Jingshen was to her when Song Weiyang was alive.
He would let her ride on his shoulders, enjoying the envious glances from other kids; he would secretly buy her little cakes, smiling gently and saying, "Quick, eat, Daddy will keep watch for you, don't let Mommy find out"; he would lift her high, saying that she was Daddy's most loved little princess…
Love and hate, resentment and regret.
