Shen Xin was obedient, pretty, and good in her studies.
Compared to Shen Rou, she was more worrying.
Moreover, Shen Xin had a serious illness when she was young and almost lost her life. Hence, after she recovered, Madam Shen doted on her even more.
Looking at her precious daughter lying on the hospital bed, Madam Shen couldn't hold back her tears.
She wiped her tears with a handkerchief.
"Mom, it doesn't hurt." Shen Xin saw that Madam Shen was crying and felt heartache. "The doctor administered anesthesia, so it doesn't hurt at all. I'm really fine. Mom, don't cry anymore."
"Mom's heart aches for you." Madam Shen held her hand and continued crying. "Your leg is broken, how could it not hurt?"
Shen Rou stood behind Madam Shen and sneered.
Madam Shen and Father Shen loved her, too.
But in the end, she couldn't compare to her sister.
Before the Shen Family fell, she didn't think much of it.
