Chapter 139 - Fathers daughter (2/2)

She wanted to yell at her mother. 'All I want is my parents' love and attention. Is that too much to ask?'

But she knew better than to say anything.

”Are you done?” Ying Sheng asked rather. The more time she spends with her mother, the more disappointed she becomes.

Su Cha rubbed her temples.

”Go back to the States.” Su Cha mumbled suddenly.

Ying Sheng widened her eyes at her mother's words. She was throwing her away again. Her mother didn't want the disgraceful daughter around. She had a reputation to uphold and she wouldn't let her, a disgrace ruin it.

Ying Sheng chuckled humorlessly.

”Are you sending your rag away again? Are you afraid people will question why the philanthropist who advocates for  good behavior, daughter is a mess? Are you afraid they will question your upbringing skills? Are you afraid society will taunt you? You didn't raise your daughter well? Maybe they will be right-”

Word after word that flowed from Ying Sheng's  lips angered Su Cha more by the second.

She was simmering with anger and a wave of fury crashed through her.

Rage boiled through her body. She  barely had a chance to think of her actions. The only thought running through Su Cha's head was getting Ying Sheng to shut up.

Su Cha connected her  hand with Ying Sheng's cheek and the room went silent.

A stinging pain spread through Su Cha's palm as Ying Sheng's head snapped to the side, a bright red hand mark smeared on Ying Sheng's cheeks showing the extreme force of her hit.

A few minutes passed by and servants  just stood there in silence looking at Ying Sheng as if she was the one at fault... They started to whisper in each other's ears.

Ying Sheng busted into a manic laugh. The laugh filled with so much pain echoed in the room.

She didn't even rubbed her cheek to soothe the pain. She just stood there staring at her mother as her lips curved into a sardonic smile.

Su Cha opened her mouth and closed it again. Even though she always fights with Ying Sheng, she has never raised her hands on her.

She thought as long as she doesn't physically hurt her then it is okay. But unbeknownst to her, at times words cause more emotional damage and pain then physical pain.

Ying Sheng gazed at her mother, she wanted to see traces of remorse in her mother's eyes but there were none.

Her mother's heart didn't clench in an antagonizing sort of pain for hurting her own child.

”I hope you are now happy.” Ying Sheng left her mother with words whispered so calmly and so softly with no emotions.

”Ying Sheng, if you walked through that door, don't come back!” Su Cha roared at her daughter.

She hated her nonchalant behavior. Ying Sheng's refusal to bend to her will riled her.

Ying Sheng stopped at the door. She turned to her mother and smirked at her.

”Remember mother…” the word mother laced with so much venom.

”At the end of the day, you're just a wife. I'm my father's daughter.”

Then she was gone. Leaving this hellhole called a house; a house not a home. It was never a home for Ying Sheng.