Due to a fever, Ye Ling's voice was hoarse, and her words softly pierced into Ye He Ping's heart, making him feel a pang of sadness.
Ye Ling tugged at the corner of her mouth, "Dad, I used to hate you so much. I thought you were too selfish, only caring about Mom and Ye Qian, never looking at Grandma and me. Grandma passed away because of matters related to Ye Qian. Back then, I thought why did you come back? If I didn't have parents, it would have been better. Maybe grandma wouldn't have left me so early."
She paused, choking up, "After arriving in the compound, I felt even more out of place. In the eyes of Mom and Dad, Ye Qian was always the best, and I felt your tolerance towards me was because of Grandma's passing. I would've rather you treated me as you did before than use Grandma's death to gain these. I always felt you should live with guilt for a lifetime."
