Returning to her room, Wen Yuya sat down on the bed, hugged her knees, and stared blankly at the snow-white wall.
Her mind suddenly thought of Grandpa's statement—"Because you're not the Wen Family's child!"
One statement was all it took to revert her back into her original state. Like the waters released by a dam, a wave of inferiority buried deep within her gushed out.
"No matter how pretty a jade is, it's nothing but a toy…" The words played repeatedly in her mind as she recalled how, just a while ago in the living room, her eyes had reflected Wen Xinya's nobility and snobbishness, whereas in Wen Xinya's eyes, there was nothing but her haggard state.