Later on, Shen Wei, who promised time and again to stay by her side, married Shen Xue-shi.
It was sudden, yet it somehow didn't feel sudden at all.
The match was made by the clan elders, their faces glowing with delight, as if everyone was smiling except for her.
Shen Wei always said he could never forget Mama, yet Shen Xue-shi, fragile as a rabbit's foot fern, was also carried into the Shen Family in a grand sedan chair.
The white silk in the residence was replaced with red, changing the bleakness that followed mourning.
He went from initially saying:
——Yangyang is still young; you need to be more understanding.
——She's my treasured daughter, incomparable to anyone else.
——Yangyang, Daddy only has you now.
To later:
——Yangyang, don't be rude.
——Your stepmother treats you very well; when Daddy is away, you must listen to her.
——Yangyang, when will you grow up?
