No one will forgive her, no one will feel sorry for her, and no one will look after her.
It's so cold, it's so cold.
Jiang Chenghuan hugged herself tightly, curled up and sobbing like she had on countless nights before.
There were figures moving around her, footsteps, voices, and conversations, but no one called her to get up.
Then, the maid Xiaoqiao rushed over, saying, "Miss, are you alright? Miss, please get up, the ground is cold."
It turns out there are still people in this world who care about her.
Jiang Chenghuan looked up and saw someone standing in front of her through her blurry, tear-filled eyes. She thought it was her father and hurriedly wiped her eyes clean, but instead saw the face of someone she had never gotten along with.
"What are you crying about here again?" Jiang Chengyu said irritably. "Your birth mother schemed to steal someone else's wealth and status, and now she's clinging to you and refusing to leave. I've never seen such a shameless person as you."
Jiang Chengyu wanted to deny it, but couldn't open his mouth.
"Don't pretend to be pitiful, and don't have any ulterior motives." Jiang Chengyu was even angrier. "And don't even think about plotting to harm people like your birth mother. In storybooks, a supporting character like you is most likely to have malicious intentions at this time."
"If you really have a conscience, you should atone for your mistakes and do everything in your power to make amends to Jiang Sheng!"
She finished speaking angrily and turned to leave.
Liu Jiang Chenghuan stood there stunned, her nails digging fiercely into her flesh.
“Girl, get up.” Xiaoqiao said with tears in her eyes, “Be careful not to catch a chill, your body is already weak.”
Ha, she's lost her parents, what good is a healthy body to her?
She is nothing now; she has been crushed into the dust.
"Xiaoqiao," Jiang Chenghuan asked, choking back tears, "What did I do that made them think I had malicious intentions? They thought I wanted to hurt Jiang Sheng? They thought I was a bad person?"
The maid lowered her head, not daring to speak.
Perhaps, her very existence is a mistake.
How can she atone for her sins? How can she make amends? What can she do?
Jiang Chenghuan staggered to his feet and walked up to Jiang Chengyu. "Fourth sister, may I ask you why you can play with Jiang Sheng but always hate me?"
Was it due to personality clashes? Because of the truth about their identities? Or perhaps a power struggle?
"Because you're hypocritical, stubborn, and not open enough." Jiang Chengyu gave her a strange look. "Why are you asking this?"
"It's nothing." Jiang Chenghuan shook his head and gave a wry smile.
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