9 Old Mother and New Father (1/2)

There was so much pain in her lower body that she did not dare to move. It hurts that much.

He had not only tore her body apart but her soul as well.

She fluttered her eyes closed for she had no more power left in her. Her long eyelashes had been soaked with her tears, and there was some vague translucent color on her pale face.

She scrunched up in a fetal position. She was bruising everywhere from sleeping naked in the cold since she did not have anyone to cover her up with a blanket. On the brand new sheet, there was a ghastly sight of bloodstains.

She felt so miserable that she hugged her stomach. Her weak voice vaguely escaped from her badly bitten, scarred lips,

”Mummy… mummy… .”

As helpless as a child, the only thing she needed was her mother—but her mother hated her.

She could still recall the events that happened that year. Even though they had led a plain and tough life, her mother had loved her until then.

Flashback

A woman held a young girl's hand. The girl had a round face, a pair of big eyes and two long rolls of eyelashes which batted like small fans when she blinked.

”Mummy, why have we come here?” Curious, the little girl tilted her head upwards. The woman merely bent her waist down and placed her hand on her soft, flawless face.

”Xinxin, this will be our home in the future. Remember, from now on, your name is 'Xia Ruoxin' . Can you remember that?”

After the little girl nodded her head in obedience, the woman stood up. She had recently married into the Xia family with three-year-old Xia Ruoxin in tow.

”Yijun, Is this Xinxin? She looks beautiful.” The man looked at the little girl as she tried to hide behind Shen Yijun. She had the molds of being a beauty and she would definitely be a gorgeous woman when she grew up.