When Xiao Shiya got to their family house, it was the maid that welcomed her. Her eyes were puffed up and pure red. Her cheeks were flushed because she had been crying.
The maid opened her mouth, ready to ask if she was alright but Shiya cut her short.
"Where's mom?"
"Young Miss, the second madam went along with sir Haixin and Old Master Dingxiang for the election rally." The maid answered with a bow.
That's right. The third rally was today, and perhaps the last, but now she couldn't even go support her father. She nodded and waved the maid off.
Shiya climbed the stairs leading to her room as hot tears streamed down her smooth face.
Why had all the walls I set up with very strong concrete suddenly come tumbling down? It all came down without a warning. No sign, nothing.
What will happen to me now? What am I going to do now?