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Before I was five years old, I was the little princess my father had pampered.
I still remember that winter when I was five, my mother went to work. My father sat in the living room, holding a camera that was rarely seen in that era.
"Heart, heart, don't be afraid, don't be afraid …" My father was holding a camera and recording it for me. At that time, I was crying so miserably.
My mother hit me, used the family's feather duster to beat me up, and warned me not to stick to my father, I immediately cried out loud, because my father was there, I had nothing to be afraid of.
My father was like a hero who could always save me from my mother's clutches.
The same day, after my mother beat me up, she went to work. My father didn't have a job, so he coaxed me around the house. As usual, he gave me a video recording, saying it over and over again without fear.
Only this time, my father took out a backpack, I didn't know what my father was going to do, I just slowly fell asleep under my father's coaxing.
When I woke up, my father was no longer there. Only my mother was sitting on the edge of my bed, staring at me with her piercing eyes.
"Mom …" At that time, I timidly called out to her, and my eyes wandered around everywhere, wanting to know where my heroic father had gone.
I don't know if her actions of looking for my dad angered her or what, but my mom picked up the feather duster she threw on the ground that morning, and roughly pulled me up from the warm bed, beating me up.
I don't know why you hit me again. At that time, I would only cry and scream in pain.
"Are you in pain! Does it hurt! Why did you fall asleep! Why! Why aren't you looking at your father! No one can save you now! Your father is gone! Your dad doesn't want you anymore! "
These words from my mother had accompanied my entire upbringing. When she was happy, she would pretend that she couldn't see me. When she wasn't happy, she would rush into my bedroom and use the feather duster to beat me up.
The feather duster, the wicker, the clothes rack, the broom, the mop, I've been hit with these by my mother. When she hit me, my mother said the most about why I fell asleep that day and why I didn't keep an eye on my father!
I was beaten up in a lot of ways, except for my face, which my mother had never hurt.
My face didn't look good at all. My mom would treat me like a mother who loved her children. After applying the medicine, she would beat me up.
Because I did not protect my elegant father's face.
Since I was young, in the year I was eighteen, there hasn't been a single day that I've been beaten up against. Of course, it could also be because it's only been three months since this year.
But in my heart, I actually think that my mom is thinking that I'm going to take the college entrance exam, so she can't hit me anymore to give me pressure.
That's what I've been thinking all along...
Until now, at this very moment, my mother had thrown the white blouse over me.
My heart sank bit by bit. I could imagine that my mother would send me to that place again in this exposed evening dress.
Previously, when I was 13 years old, my mom had done it. She really hated me, and the more I didn't like places, the more she liked seeing me struggle inside, making me beg for death. It was just that at that time, my mom didn't dare to send me in so blatantly.
"Mom, I, I'm not going!" Although I was trembling a little, my long period of oppression made me resist.
Although my rejection was not loud, it was firm enough!
I saw my mother grab the valuable blue and white porcelain teapot on the coffee table and throw it at me as soon as I finished speaking. I didn't have the guts to avoid her, so I closed my eyes in fear.
Surprisingly, the teapot landed next to me and broke into pieces.
"Zheng Zui, I'll give you two choices!" Wear this dress and come with me to the Rong-family party tonight! Or I'll send you to Mommy Rong right now! " My mother still didn't hit me, only used words to threaten me. She had always been good at pinching weaknesses!
I had no choice but to dress like that and go to the party, which was not a good place!
For the first time, I stared at my mother like a warrior, uncompromising, unflinching. "I choose neither! I want to go back to school! I want to take the college entrance exam! "
As long as I pass the college entrance exam, I will leave this city and go to a place where my mom can't find me!
"Do you want me to drop out of school now? Reading? After you've read the book, you'll be like your rakish father, fooling around with people in the university? " It was as if my mother had heard a huge joke. The more she talked, the angrier she became, especially when she talked about my father. The jealousy, the hatred, all appeared in her eyes.
I panicked. As a parent, my mom could definitely help me get out of school.
My mom has always hated me reading. She likes to dress up my face beautifully, wear men's clothes, take photos with her, hang them all over her bedroom like a lunatic.
"Seeing my panic, my mother, who was acting like a shrew just a moment ago, immediately relaxed her expression. She held that skirt against my body, touching my head in a rare moment, extremely amiable." You can go to the banquet tonight. As long as you can hook up with the young master of the Rong family, no matter what you want to do in the future, I won't stop you! "
The Rong family had lost their home for 15 years, and they had only recently found Rong Nan. This matter had already caused quite a stir on the internet in C City, but the Rong family had yet to give a reply.
Many people said that Rong Nan was found in the ancient forest, that he was an uneducated, unevolved barbarian. Could it be that today's banquet was to bring Rong Nan into the public eye?
Right now, I can't beat my mother. I can pay any price to get out of this place, especially now, with a man who doesn't know anything and has no intelligence beyond five years of age.
"Alright …" I promised my mother.
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The Rongs were very big, and when I was taken to the Rongs by my mother, as a junior, I was taken by an aunt to play in a place where girls of my age and on the second floor were gathered. Some distance away, I heard the girls chuckling and chatting, but there didn't seem to be any male voices.
"Auntie Yun, is Mr Rong also inside?" My determination to leave this place for the college entrance exam is extraordinary, so I must do what my mother told me to do. I don't want to go there a second time in my life!
Aunt Yun doesn't seem to like my question. She looks at me with disdain, just like that shameless vixen who wants to climb the dragon and chase the phoenix. It was only natural that they would look down on him. Which of the people who came here weren't like this?
"Young master doesn't like to have too many people, why don't you go to the main hall first, Miss Zheng? Young Master will go over soon! " Although Aunt Yun doesn't think much of me, but because of my face, she is still good and angry with me.
I acted as if I didn't care and thanked Aunt Yun, a little shy. "Aunt Yun, can you tell me where the washroom is? I know where I'm going, but I'd like to go to the bathroom first. "
"Auntie Yun probably despised me for being too nosy, so she impatiently pointed in a direction for me." "Since Miss Zheng knows the place now, I'll head downstairs now!"
I nodded and watched her leave.
Going to the washroom was never my original plan. I wanted to be the first one to attract Rong Lan's attention, so I definitely couldn't wait for him to come out.
If I don't make the first move, I will be the one who loses. I won't sit still and wait for death. I must take the college entrance exam! Get out of here!
It was probably because of the gala tonight that the second floor was rather noisy. I left the washroom and headed in the opposite direction that Aunt Yun had directed me to.
According to Aunt Yun, the young master doesn't like to have too many people, so the place he lives should be far away from the bustling place. I plan to walk around the second floor for a bit, but if I can't get to him, then I can only wait until Rong Lan comes out before making any plans.
The corridor lights were on, the sound of high heels on the floor was crisp. The left side of the second floor was noisy, while the right side was very cold and quiet. There was no one there, only the echoes of walking.
I cheered myself up, took a deep breath, and slowly calmed the panic in my heart.
Just when I was completely relaxed, I suddenly heard a loud bang in front of me. It was as though someone was banging on the door from the inside.