On her 33rd birthday, Cheng Que proposed to her.

Fang Jinghe already had a child, and the little girl pulled Yuruo's hand, binding them together.

He said, "I will take good care of you."

Yuruo said, "Okay."

Yuruo's indifference once again struck a chord in me.

The proposal ceremony ended quickly, and after the crowd dispersed, Yuruo was taken to the hotel by Cheng Que.

The table was surrounded by people.

Cheng's parents, three aunts, and two uncles.

Two seats in the middle were empty.

They were for me and Yuruo's father.

Yuruo paused for a moment, then followed Cheng Que and sat down.

Cheng's mother immediately took Yuruo's hand.

"Xiaoyu, Auntie likes you very much. You are well-behaved and have a good job. From now on, you two must live well together."

After Cheng's mother finished speaking, several relatives also came forward and talked to Yuruo.

Then, somehow, the topic shifted to the bride price.

Cheng's mother asked.

"Xiaoyu, you know, Cheng Que is preparing to buy a school district house in the city center for your future child, but he may not be able to gather enough money for the bride price immediately."

Yuruo responded with an indifferent glance.

"It's okay, Auntie. We can get married in a few years."

As soon as she said this, the previously lively atmosphere froze.

Someone in the middle muttered.

"Your parents are dead, and you're an unwanted orphan. Why do you need such a high bride price?"

Upon hearing this, I immediately singled out the person.

Even though I couldn't harm her in the slightest, I still gave her two slaps.

Yuruo heard this. She looked up at the person.

She stood up, pushed through the crowd, grabbed her collar, and slapped her twice just like I had earlier.

"I may be well-behaved, but not everything can be tolerated."

The Cheng family reacted quickly, and a group of people immediately surrounded their daughter, shouting reprimands and slapping faces.

The daughter was like a fish on the brink of death, left to be slaughtered.

"You dare to lay hands on our family members before even marrying in! How dare you."

"You orphaned girl with dead parents, we're not even disgusted by your misfortune, yet you find our words unpleasant."

"Even if the marriage falls through, I'll still slap your face to a pulp. You have no family, no parents; let's see who can stand up to our Cheng family."

The daughter was dragged by someone, her eyes seeking out Cheng Que.

But at that moment, Cheng Que closed the door and left.

I, a transparent soul, could do nothing but watch helplessly as my daughter was bullied by several women in their fifties.

If my husband and I were still alive, Yuruo wouldn't be experiencing this.

I could have been her support, her conversation starter, her backer, her shoulder to lean on.

But we are dead, and Yuruo is alone.

A child without parents stands alone and weak.

The marriage naturally fell through, and Fang Jinghe, along with her husband, stormed into the Cheng family with kitchen knives and sticks.

They smashed up many household appliances, causing quite a commotion.

Cheng Que timidly begged Yuruo to stop this farce.

He blamed her for overreacting and resorting to violence over a single comment.

Yuruo didn't have the strength to argue with him. Fang Jinghe slapped him hard, and her husband immediately kicked Cheng Que to the ground.

Then, they took Yuruo and left.

The journey was silent, no one spoke.

Yuruo was covered in superficial wounds, and Jinghe had already bandaged her up.

After saying goodbye to Jinghe, Yuruo stood in the pitch-black living room and cried.

She said, "Mom, I was bullied."

"My neck was grabbed, it hurts so much."

"Mom, can you ask Dad to come and beat them up for me?"

"It really hurts, Mom."

"You both left me, abandoned me, where should I go now?"

She kept crying, at the door.

On the balcony.

In every place we had been together.

It seemed she wasn't grieving over being bullied today but over us leaving her alone in this world.

I floated behind her, accompanying her as she cried her heart out, and then she took cold fried rice from the fridge and ate it in big mouthfuls.

I don't know when she will come to terms with the fact that her parents are gone.

All I know is that when she met Qin Changyang, I was still there.