On the other side of the door, the smile on Xian Guiying's face had already disappeared the moment she walked in. She leaned against the door with a stiff look in her eyes, and after leaning against the door for a long time, she let out a long sigh.
She walked over to her desk and turned on her computer. She opened a traveling website and scrolled through it.
The peach blossoms in southern China have bloomed and were very beautiful.
It seemed like it had been a long time since she had returned home, and it had been a long time since she had gone to the south to look at Jiangnan's peach blossoms.
Qin Wenqian had never seen it either. That girl should like it a lot.
A world without a father was the only injustice she had ever done to her daughter.
Closing the website, Xian Guiying's eyes focused on the sunset outside the French window.