Mama's Princess Is Daddy's Beloved

Wen Sying wanted to curse her fate. Even after achieving so much, she still stands the same in those people's eyes as if nothing has changed … like she has achieved nothing.

She still remembers how ashamed she used to be about her old self; when people always looked at her with the eyes of sympathy and pity. It was then when she decided to play the game using this sympathy and pity as her strengths.

Today's scene at the restaurant was not new to her, rather something same back from her years back.

A pitiful woman was down on the floor, completely at the mercy of the people, she cannot dare to match or offend, same as it had been years back when she was down the same way. Thinking about those memories and looking at herself in the mirror, she soon drifted back to those times.

In her freshman year of high school, she joined with an aim to change the world. Being one of the best scholarship students from her school, she had an interest in studying science to fulfil her dream of becoming a doctor in future.

But she never knew that instead of her changing this world, the new world would change her … not only her but also her dream for which she loves to work every day and night.

She was pushed on the floor, her eyes begging the senior men for some mercy but none care to show her any. In their eyes, she was not any human rather just an orphan who simply did not belong to their world.

Her definition of the world has always been warm and something beautiful. But what she was presented to was anything but warm and beautiful.

When she was on the verge of losing all her positive-ness, beliefs and strength in the coldness of the people, warm sunlight gazed at her, putting a velvety touch on her shoulders. It was like the first caress of love that she felt after long years of drought.

Raising her head, she wanted to take one look at her sun, but when did the humans be capable enough to see the sun with their bare eyes. Her tearful glassy eyes did not let her get the opportunity too. She wiped off the tears from her eyes and tried again, only to find her saviour angel with chocolate brown hair. Her face was still away from people eyes as it was finely curtained by her hair.

"Are you fine? Come, stand up", she said, her voice showing a weird mixture of emotions. Something that was not just warm.

Taking the help of her hands, Wen Sying soon stood up on her foot. But right at his moment, the voice from her front dreaded her. "Hey, newbie! What are you doing? Can't you see, we are still not done with her?"

"And don't you see I have already put an end to whatever you started", the girl responded without caring how arrogant she sounded with those words. Wen Sying felt guilt in her heart, thinking that she dragged someone into her misfortune.

"Hey! Are you trying to stir trouble here?" one of the boys among the group said out in anger as he stepped forward with his hand raised to stop her movements. But before the hand could even come to touch her, it was grabbed harshly and twisted on his back, keeping him twitching in agonizing pain.

"Not me, but it seems like you are in a good mood to get some lessons. Want me to volunteer?" The sharp voice rang in the air, making everyone go dumbfounded and silent for a moment. Though the voice held some intimidation, Wen Sying never knew that a woman's voice can be domineering enough to silence every man out in the crowd.

She did not understand the things as her eyes were fixed only at her front, looking frightened of the ones that bullied her. She was all dumbfounded about the things until she heard one of them asking. His eyes were filled with admiration. "Hey! You are truly beautiful. What's your name?".

"My name is none of your concern! But for the time being, I will only say that I am not someone to encourage senior's bully. If you don't want me to put a complaint in front of the Principal, then please seniors, let us get back to our class. You should encourage us to be sincere in our studies".

Her words were polite but it didn't show any efforts to hide the sarcasm behind. Finishing her words, she did not wait and made her way out from the scene taking the protective stance for Wen Sying by her shoulders.

Feeling the warmth, Wen Sying smiled, thinking that finally, she got a friend in the crowds of strangers.

"Thank you, for helping me out today. I was just …" She began with gratitude but was rudely interrupted.

"You were just being a weak duckling waiting for your mother to come and save you out there. Instead of thanking me, I would highly appreciate it if you could find some strength to defend yourself. If not, then better not think to see yourself belong here. Because with this weak, fragile attitude of yours, you will never be able to make your place here".

The warm sunshine that shined on her moments ago revealed to actually be her wishful illusion. Tears welled up in her eyes as she suppressed her sobs behind her words, "I … I am sorry. I … I didn't mean to …" leaving her words incomplete, she ran away.

But not before she heard the voice behind. "Hey! Li Xue what happened? I heard people singing your name out in the common hall room".

"Arghhh That was nothing, just some sympathetic case. Never mind, I uselessly brought attention to myself. Let's go."

Wen Sying was again snapped back to her reality as she looked again at her crying self in the mirror. "Li Xue, you insulted me back in the past, made me look like a charity case in people's eyes and now too you are all the same. I can simply not let you be the same … neither in the present nor in the future", She said as she smashed the mirror with a heavy jewellery box kept on the table.

"Da-Xia, tell Mr Ling. I want good sources of promotion this year. I can lack behind. I just can't … Arghh!!!"

***

Feng Yi Lan was sitting in the car with her fists clenched. One look at her expression and anyone can easily say that she was frustrated to her core. Silence was around her but she was screaming inside.

"Director Qi, what do you think you did outside the restaurant?" she said, gritting her teeth while turning her face to look at the man whose expressions looked ashen.