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I took a deep breath.

I carefully thought about it and still got out of bed. I don't want my father anymore, I can't even want my mother. I still want to give them a chance. I really hope they won't hurt me anymore.

I put on my hat in front of the mirror and left the room, but the room next door opened.

"Are you going out?" Xia Ze said.

"Yes." I nodded in agreement, intending to go around him.

He took a step forward and stood before me. We were so close, so close even, that it was not a mother and son distance, even if we were just a false mother and son.

I looked at him through the black veil of my hat. He reached out as if to lift my veil, and when I tried to dodge, he grabbed my wrist.

I tried to flick his wrist away, and at the same time I said in a low, harsh voice, "Let go of me, you're going too far." We are now in the corridor, the Sister Guo and even the other servants at home might see it, if I do that I would probably be beaten up again.

"Let me go." My voice grew a little louder, but he took another step forward, as if he were about to kiss me, and when he grabbed my wrist and hurt it, I panicked and slapped him in the face.

My hand is very heavy, and the sound of that palm is very loud. I can't control myself, Cheng Ruojun's violence has infected me, so the moment I hit Xia Ze, my mood was joyful.

Xia Ze's face slanted to the side, and I saw his pale skin quickly turn red.

I'm sorry but I don't want to apologize.

"Even if you cover the wound, it will still be there." "Those wounds will ferment, they will fester, they will devour you."

I stared at him. "I told you not to worry about me anymore."

There was no change in the way he looked at me, and he didn't blame me.

Just as I was about to speak, Xia Ze suddenly let go of my wrist and revealed a bright smile, which was childish.

I was stunned for a moment before I heard a voice from behind me. "Madam, you're going out."

So it turned out to be the Sister Guo.

I looked at Xia Ze and tried my best to calm my emotions before I turned around.

Sister Guo held a handful of flowers in her hands, probably intending to decorate the study room. Her eyes swept past Xia Ze and I, as though she was considering something.

"Madam, I'll be leaving first. Thank you for the money." Xia Ze suddenly said, he looked like a child who was about to receive his pocket money.

I nodded. "Call me again if you don't have enough."

Xia Ze nodded and entered the room.

Once again, I shifted my gaze towards Sister Guo, causing her vigilant eyes to fade.

"What's wrong?" I asked in a calm voice.

Sister Guo looked at me and shook her head. She shook the flower in her hand and said, "I am sending flowers to mister."

"I'm going out." "No," I said.

I walked out of the house as usual and walked slowly down the steps. I could feel her looking at me, and I didn't know if I'd fooled her or not.

I drove to Sunshine Square, put on my hat in the parking lot mirror, and made up my face again. Just as I was about to cover up the evidence of the violence, my heart sank, and I nearly burst into tears.

I remembered Xia Ze's words. Since you have already made your choice, don't regret it, and don't pretend that the entire world owes me.

I raised my head and swallowed the tears that were about to spill out of my eyes.

"Don't cry." I said to myself sternly.

I tidied up my hat and got out of the car. I walked towards the Sunshine Plaza. It was a hot summer and I was wearing a little too much. Luckily, the cold air in the mall was really strong.

I followed my mother's instructions and arrived at the top floor of the coffee shop. A waiter wearing a suit stood at the door and smiled at me. "Madam, how many people are there?"

"I'm looking for someone." I nodded and said softly.

He nodded.

I went in and saw my mother in the seat near the window.

My mother was wearing an expensive designer dress with a limited edition bag at her side. Her shoes were also designed by famous designers, but on closer look, hers was more expensive than mine.

There was another man across from my mother, one I had never seen before, and I looked at him closely. He was very young and good-looking, and he was wearing a slightly loose suit that looked very cheap.

I looked at the man and frowned. Was my mother planning to follow the example of those upper-class housewives and raise a pretty boy? Did she even know that she was spending money to sell her daughter?

Annoyed, I scrunched up my face and approached on my shoes.

"Mom, who is he?" I asked, walking over to the table.

My mother looked at me with a face full of smiles. She stood up and pulled me to sit down, enthusiastically saying, "Xiao Rou, this is Xiao Li."

Xiao Li passionately stood up and shook my hand. He looked to be very attentive, and the kind of fawning smile on his face made me feel uncomfortable.

I ignored him and turned my head to look at my mother. I asked coldly, "Mom, who is he?"

My mom looked at Xiao Li in embarrassment, then angrily said, "Why are you so rude? Do you know how busy Xiao Li is? Do you know how hard it was for me to get him out? "

"What's going on?" I didn't want to argue with her.