Fate made a fool of her. Shuman's life was originally more comfortable than hers, but in the end, she couldn't resist the desire to pursue romance and freedom. She didn't expect to accidentally fly too far away, so far that she couldn't come back at all.
Madam Xiao looked at the pomegranate tree too. The image of Xia Jinyuan being hit in the shoulder by a ripe pomegranate when he was playing under the pomegranate tree flashed past her mind.
That year, she wanted to leave the child to the servants, but Xia Xinhui didn't agree. She entered a cold war with him and even thought that it was because of Ah Yuan's birth that she couldn't pursue the life she yearned for. She even disliked her biological son.
"Xiao Shuman, if you really think that my house is a cage to you, you can leave at any time. But let me tell you, as long as you take half a step out of this house, you can forget about coming back."
