Chapter 6 Wei Xiaoniang, You Don’t Love Me Anymore

While Molan was banging cups and clapping in her room, Minglan had already paid her respects to the Madam and returned to her own room.

She was carrying two baskets of pastries, one handmade by her grandmother, the other a gift from the Madam. She happily took them both back home, not foolishly trying to give them to her father as she had in her previous life.

In her previous life, she had truly longed for her father's love and had believed his claims that he was too busy to visit them. So, when she received the shortbread from her grandmother, she eagerly waited at her grandmother's door until her father had paid his respects. Only then did she go forward and exchange a few words with him, then present him with the baskets of exquisite, sweet pastries.

She remembered that it was that time her father had agreed to visit her mother in her room, and she had exposed the government's withholding of daily necessities. In the end, not only did the truth remain unresolved, but Lin Qinshuang had also turned the tables on her, blaming Xiaodie for all the missing items, nearly costing her life. In this life, she would never again try to bring her father to A Niang's room, never again whine to him about the household shortages.

He was a double-faced man, untrustworthy.