Inferiority

The idea of being the son of a general could be dug deeper, like being the illegitimate child of the general.

At least she had a friend in her social circle of scoundrels that used to be the son of a general.

But he was a legitimate child.

The crucial thing was that in Jun Ci's past experiences with him, he was exactly what all the legends and stories told about other children.

He was a mediocre guy without much sympathetic response.

But can't Jun Ci revise some of the important events?

It was only a novel. With this current world's memories, Jun Ci was able to understand enough.

With the website found, Jun Ci and Gu Lu brainstormed together and came up with the genre.

She planned to write a normal progression interstellar novel with an enjoyable genre.

The early stages may not be well received, but with the response from interstellar enthusiasts to flame it up, it will definitely become a big IP.

Most importantly, Jun Ci planned to adapt this novel into a show for the big screens.

This would be her career's first battle, she could not fail!

This was on the pride and dignity of her being the crown prince!

"Creak…"

Just as Jun Ci and Gu Lu were in the midst of discussion, Fu Cuihua pushed the door open and spoke to her, "It's time to eat."

She even had a bowl of rice for Jun Ci.

Maybe it was because of a combination of Zhang Changming's beating being too hard and Fu Cuihua's nature that she felt guilty.

She even brought the food over.

In the past, Jun Ci could only leave a bit for herself.

She could not even sit at the table.

Jun Ci frowned, she saw that the bowl of rice had some spinach and a rarely seen piece of red braised pork.

Meat was a luxury for Jun Ci.

She would maybe have a few pieces on the occasion that Zhang Changming was in a good mood.

Fu Cuihua put the bowl down.

This was a storeroom without a light, and the only bit of illumination was from a small crevice.

Fu Cuihua could not see Jun Ci's current expression and whispered softly, "Jun Ci, eat some, take care of your body."

And then continue working as the Zhang family's slave.

Jun Ci wanted to complete the sentence for her.

But she replied coldly, "I got it, you can go out now."

The cold voice was slightly low and hoarse, its neutrality preventing any distinguishment as a male or female, but it was enchanting to listen to.

Like a cup of red wine.

Her words revealed a large sensation of prestige.

It caused Fu Cuihua's body to shiver as she subconsciously complied, "Then I'll head out first…"

She did not sense anything wrong.

When she left the room, Jun Ci was able to hear Zhang Nian berate, "Mom, you're spoiling him. You even gave food to him!"

The door was completely closed, covering Jun Ci's gloomy appearance.

This Fu Cuihua isn't bad but she doesn't have her own view at all.

By listening to Zhang Changming, she was in fact inadvertently hurting Jun Ci.

But Zhang Changming and Zhang Nian were the main culprits, and Jun Ci was unwilling to argue with such a gutless and narrow-minded woman.

She could only be a yes-man her entire life, and an accessory to her husband.

She had given up everything for her child.

That was the norm for the majority of females in the world.

Fortunately, the society was already much better.

There were some women in power.

Just like Jun Ci in the past. Although women were not inferior to men...

But only a male could inherit the throne, thus her mother could only groom her as a crown prince.

From this, one could see the inferiority complex embedded deep into humanity.