Waiting for the Peaches to Ripen

After their parents remarried, Zhu Tao was dumped at the home of some so-called "distant relatives." When the rebellious girl swaggered into the Mu household with her hair dyed pink, the man sitting on the sofa glanced up at her, his gaze stern. "I don't care what you were like before. Now that you're here, you'd better learn to behave." "If you don't like it, send me back." The girl was as prickly as a hedgehog. One day, she came home with all sorts of strange designs on her skin. Mu Ge expressionlessly grabbed her by the shoulder and dragged her into the bathroom. Water poured over her from head to toe as she thrashed around, but the man's face was as cold as a harsh spring chill, his expression icy. "If those are real tattoos, you'd better watch out for the skin they're on." Furious that the designs had washed off, she pulled him into the bathtub and wrapped herself around him, snarling, "Are you my father? What gives you the right to boss me around?" The man was cutting and cold. "If I had a daughter, you wouldn't even be fit to compare yourself to her." Zhu Tao began to change. She became a hardworking, ambitious girl whom everyone liked, but Mu Ge suddenly didn't want her anymore. The day she was sent home, she chased his Porsche Cayenne for a long way. In the end, she couldn't catch hold of anything. . When they met again, the man was at a highly anticipated technology launch, where the opening ceremony featured a creative performance. The green peach from two years ago had ripened into a mature, luscious peach. Beneath the flames conjured by holographic projections, she was stunningly beautiful. The opening ceremony officially began, and everyone waited for Mu Ge to address the launch. The man, who had been silent all evening, finally spoke: "She's wearing too little. She'll get cold. Take her a coat." Microphones dropped all over the floor. [Little Extra] The second year after their marriage. Zhu Tao really did give birth to a daughter. "Hmph." She sneered, remembering a grudge from the previous year. "Can I finally compare myself to your daughter now, Mr. Mu?" Mu Ge: "..." [The deepest love of a mature man is silent as the earth, yet it has always been right beneath your feet.] Theme: No family is perfect. What matters is finding the right path out of the mire instead of giving in to despair.