Wanyan Family Villa, London, England. It was you! You killed my mother, you bastards! The small figure seemed to be falling down, but the back stood up stubbornly, and the body was covered with spots of blood. The indifferent green eyes and beautiful face exuded incomparable hatred and anger. She didn't cry even though her mother died in front of her. She was Wanyan Anqian, and her bitter days came from the time her mother took her into this so-called home. Because she was an illegitimate daughter, she and her mother suffered endless humiliation from this family. Just yesterday, her mother was forced to commit suicide by cutting her wrists. When her mother fell at her feet, the only feeling she felt was—— What happened to this world? She hates everything here! You deserve it! Your mother is a woman and you are nothing but a bastard! These sharp words came from the mouth of Wen Li, the hostess of this villa...