"What's wrong? You look so absent-minded." Ye Changfeng was getting on in years now; his sleep was light and easily disturbed. Half-awake, he muttered.
"Oh, nothing." Mei Chunli mumbled back, not voicing what was in her heart. She just felt it was unfair—why did Heaven make her daughter work so hard?
Her daughter was so obedient. When she was little, whenever she wasn't allowed to excel, she'd actually listen and never stand out. After she grew up, in order to avoid clashing with the sharp edge of the stepdaughter, she even went abroad for several years before coming back.
Now she'd finally earned her husband's approval, opened a small company of her own, yet was busy to the point of exhaustion every single day, with no time to rest at all. Mingming her daughter could have lived in comfort, but just so no one would look down on this Mom of hers, she forced herself to be ambitious.
