033 A Step Away from the Truth_2

She made a round in the library and then sat by the window on the south side, basking under the noon sunshine, hoping to use the light to drive away her fatigue.

Sure enough, there wasn't much content. Similar to Chang Mei's meticulousness in handling affairs, Chang Mei's diary didn't include any needless complaints, only formulaic records: daily lessons, gains of the day, etc., practically a flow of accounts.

It was only after flipping through most of it that she came across a sentence: "I hate her, I wish she would die." Followed by a series of furious pen jabs.

In the entire diary, this was the only sentence expressing emotions; the rest had no other information.

Who was this "she"? Su Ziceng looked at the deep impressions made on the paper. If at that time Chang Mei harbored such deep hatred for Qiao Chu, why would she end up working at the Su Family's house?

The sunlight filled the pen holes, her vision turned blurred, and Su Ziceng unwittingly fell asleep.