Manman always thinks about her dad and remembers every word he says. But what about her? She keeps saying she wants her father's recognition, yet how much of what he says does she truly keep in her heart? Has she ever truly respected her father? If she doesn't even respect her own father, why does she demand his recognition?
The unease in her heart and the barrage of questions left her steps trembling. She felt unsteady because she suddenly realized that everything she was striving for seemed to have turned into a contradiction.
Manman sensed a gaze behind her. It wasn't as cold as before, nor as complicated. When she turned to look again, she saw a shadow moving hastily away from the doorway.
In her heart, she breathed a long sigh of relief.
At home, Wen Shixuan and Lin Wencai were sitting close together, flipping through the photos of Manman's paintings that she had left on his phone.
