Metamorphosis of an Ugly Girl – Part One

Though Qingqing was usually timid, she still had her pride. Looking at the man she called “father,” she felt the true meaning of “heartlessness.” Why were the treatments of daughters so different? The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. After staring at Old Master Lin for a long while, she suddenly stood up in a huff and said, “I’ve been in the east wing all this time and never came out. It was you who insisted on ‘teaching me a lesson.’ I never asked for it. All these years, my mother and I have stayed in our corner, not daring to wander, and have you ever shown any concern for us? By what right do you lecture me?” Old Master Lin hadn’t expected her to be so bold, and his anger seemed as if it would make his lungs explode. Yafu, frightened, forgot to cry and knelt on the ground watching them. Old Master Lin gritted his teeth and said word by word, “By the right that I am your father.” Qingqing suddenly laughed, a loud, mocking laugh as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world: “Just because you fathered me, then abandoned me and my mother, you think you can claim to be my father?”