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After Becoming the Daughter of the Richest Man
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My mother was extraordinarily beautiful, rivaling even the heroines of plays. Thus, I always believed that my parents would eventually part ways. Sure enough, my mother proposed a divorce to my father, preparing to marry as a concubine into the the Ye Family, the wealthiest in the capital.
In the courtroom, the magistrate ruled that my sister would follow my mother, but she went into a frenzy, cursing and swearing that our mother was unfaithful and that she would rather die than comply. Watching her eyes turn red with fury and her defiant demeanor made me rush forward to embrace my mother. "Mother, I can't bear to part with you. Can you take me with you?"
I cried pitifully, tears streaming down my face, which even made the magistrate feel guilty. After my heartfelt plea, my mother and the magistrate immediately changed their ruling. Holding back my overwhelming joy, I got into the grand carriage with my mother, my eyes swollen from crying.
As the carriage drove away, I let out a long sigh of relief. I clenched my fists; in this life, I refused to endure the same misery as in my previous one. Having been given a second chance, I intended to live as brilliantly as possible.
Looking back at the two figures growing distant behind us, I felt an indescribable sense of exhilaration. Although I had not completely escaped those two lunatics, at least I would not have to return to that hellish home again. In this lifetime, I did not want to be driven mad by these hypocrites or be at their mercy.
Reflecting on my past life still sent shivers down my spine. This father-daughter duo presented themselves as paragons of virtue in public, putting on airs of learned scholars while being utterly vile in private. My sister particularly loved to adopt a righteous stance.
Thus, just like in this life, my sister Xu Jinwei swore she would never accompany our mother. She berated our mother for abandoning her family for wealth, believing that our father, an editor at the Hanlin Academy, was akin to a sage in her eyes. She wanted to fall alongside her sage but would not let me escape her grasp.
She had already made up her mind.
"Father, is there truly no hope for reconciliation between you and Mother?"
"My sister confided in me that she does not wish to leave with Mother. Please, Father, do not let me and my sister down."
As she had anticipated, in the courtroom, my father, who had always disapproved of me, took the initiative to ask for me in front of the magistrate.
I was not the least bit surprised.
The moment he spoke, I caught a glimpse of Xu Jinwei's lips curling up slightly, a well-concealed expression. Yet, the reborn me saw it clearly.
Turning her head, she began to scream at my mother.
"I don't want you! You don't want Father anymore; why can't you give me a complete family?"
Watching Xu Jinwei cry her heart out, I couldn't help but admire her acting skills.
Even if I experienced it again, I was still taken aback by her explosive outburst for a moment.
However, I quickly regained my composure and immediately rushed into my mother's arms, which were already streaming with tears.
Though my heart ached, I understood that this moment was unavoidable.
I trembled as I uttered the words I had long prepared: "Mother, I can't bear to part with you. Can you take me with you?"
Then I cried pitifully, tears streaming down my face like rain on a pear blossom.
The large droplets fell one after another, making even the magistrate feel a pang of guilt.
After this heartfelt plea, my mother and the magistrate immediately changed their verdict.
At that moment, I clearly saw a flicker of panic on Xu Jinwei's face, followed by an expression of grievance and disappointment, as if the whole world had betrayed her.
My father hurriedly stepped forward to embrace her, softly comforting her as he always did.
If their father-daughter bond was this deep, then all I wished for was that they would never be separated in this lifetime.
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