"Now Yuanting is fourteen. Seeing me, her own mother, being cold and indifferent to her, she acts as if I don't exist." 。My heart feels like I've eaten a bitter melon, it's unbearable. 。"Ah, my dear mother," she sighed, "Why has life been so cruel to me"Ding Yiniang, now in her thirties, had always lived a life of luxury. She wore fine silks and ate the finest delicacies. Despite this, she appeared weary... 。,A pointed oval face, with beautiful eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, fair skin, a slender figure, and a delicate appearance. She looks like a young woman in her twenties or early thirties.,Lady Ding was secretly delighted and looked at him expectantly.。