Nancheng, Shen Family.
Shen Ruozhuo held the wine-soaked glutinous rice balls she had just cooked by hand, intending to bring them to Ye Qingqian.
She always felt that her parents had something on their minds these past two days, she needed to probe and listen to the winds to find the right remedy.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, she was the glamorous and radiant eldest daughter of the Shen Family, but the bitterness behind it was only known to her.
Studying calligraphy and painting from a young age was solely to become the well-educated and sensible lady in the eyes of Shen Yucheng and Ye Qingqian. She knew she was not their biological daughter and could only do these things to make them happy. Otherwise, she didn't know when she might lose her status as the eldest daughter of the Shen Family.
The title of the eldest daughter of the Shen Family brought her an unimaginable sense of superiority and satisfaction, and she had to protect this title well.
