The house, the piano, the rag dolls filling the room—they all belonged to Ying Yue, but there seemed to be some problems in the midst of it all.
The feeling of being watched grew stronger, and Han Fei found another diary in a different drawer of the desk.
The handwriting in the diary was delicate, suggesting that it was likely written by a woman.
"January 1st, moved into the new home today. From now on, I will be a mother to two children, I intend to raise both of them."
"January 10th, Ying Yue and Mingmei are always arguing, it's really giving me a headache. These two children are both my daughters, I truly wish they could be more sensible."
"January 15th, Mingmei wants to keep a pet, but unfortunately, Ying Yue's health is not good—she's allergic to animal fur. Their personalities really don't mesh well."
"January 20th, my husband and Mingmei both dislike Ying Yue, but after all, she is my brother's daughter, I will take good care of her."