Chang Chi drove around the city without a clue, in the busy traffic of 6 to 7 PM, not caring about the dense flow of vehicles, pressing hard on the accelerator, crossing through the roads as if she was drunk. She didn't know where to go, only realizing today that Su Family, where she had spent over a decade, was not her true refuge.
She and her mother could only shrink within the shadows of the Su Family's large mansion. Su Ziceng and Yan Wuxu's unborn child was the true future master of the Su Family. She couldn't accept it—why did it have to be this way? Chang Chi couldn't understand why her mother had tolerated and kept silent for so many years. Some of her mother's actions were simply beyond her comprehension.
