The tattered bed curtains, the rickety doorframe, and the broken furniture all clearly showed the owner's poverty.,"Woooooo... Miss, you're still so young! How can you leave like this I don't know how to report to the madam. I promised her I would take good care of you..." A maidservant in a uniform lay beside the bed, crying miserably.,Upon gently rolling up her sleeve, a shocking sight appeared on Bai Ao Xue’s snow-white arm: crisscrossing scars that seemed to tell a tale of pain. Each one was a gift from her half-sister, Bai Su Xue.。