London, England, the Wanyan Family Villa. It's you! It's you who killed my mother, you bad guys! The small figure was fragile as if it was about to fall down, but stubbornly raised her back and was covered with dirty blood. The cold and beautiful face exuded anger and anger. She didn't cry even though her mother died in front of her. She was Wanyan Anqian. Her hard days came from her mother taking her into this so-called home. Because she was an illegitimate daughter, she and her mother were subjected to endless humiliation brought to them by this family. Just yesterday, my mother was forced to cut her wrist and commit suicide by cutting her wrist. When her mother fell at her feet, her only feeling was what was wrong with this world? She hated everything here! She deserved it! Your mother is a woman, you are just a bastard! These sharp words came from the mouth of Wen Li, the mistress of this villa...