The gate of Pei Mansion was crowded with people. There was no gap left in the huge courtyard. Soft light shone through the window sill and hit the cotton pillow. The baby lying in swaddling clothes had round and watery eyes, thin cherry lips pursed, and a face like watery tofu that seemed to burst with a blow. It was very watery, as elegant and crystal clear as emerald jasper. She also has a nice name, Pei Feicui. "My mother died tragically, and the Pei family will not have peace for a day! I am the legitimate daughter! I am not a lamb to be slaughtered! How can you make me believe in the so-called love!" She endured the humiliation and endured the heavy burden, just to be reborn one day. Facing the bottomless abyss, where will she go?