Back then, Chen Mumu had not known any other life apart from the village. Her mother's village was rich and lush with green vegetation, making it a popular tourist attraction.
She was just a child when Chen Murong came to take her back to the city. Chen Mumu remembered how he looked—haggard, his eyes listless, and his body appearing as if he had been beaten black and blue.
Yet, when he saw Chen Mumu, a soft smile appeared on his lips.
Chen Mumu was already used to her father leaving and coming back whenever he wanted, and hearing he was coming were always the happiest days of her life. When he arrived, he had a tense discussion with her mother while she was asked to stay in the bedroom, but even there, she could still hear her mother shouting.
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