Watching the servants move her belongings out piece by piece, Ji Shanshan collapsed to the floor as the once tidy room became a wreck in an instant.
At this moment, she finally understood the stark disparity between herself and Ji Wei.
Ji Wei had always been at the pinnacle of Rongcheng's socialite circle, the brightest and most cherished one.
Even with her capricious temperament, Ji Wei had the privilege of acting with impunity. She was the legitimate granddaughter of the Ji Family and the only daughter of the current Ji Family CEO, Ji Yunting. She was proud, indulged, and unattainable...
But what about her, Ji Shanshan? Just a pitiful soul abandoned by her father, struggling to survive under another's roof.
"Heh... heh... heh..."
Overwhelmed by anger, Ji Shanshan laughed wickedly, her voice filled with hatred.
She glared at Ji Wei's departing figure, her eyes blazing with fury, her nails clawing fiercely at the floor, producing sharp, grating sounds.
