After I transmigrated into the book, both the female lead and I became fragrant

Chapter 31

Shen Jue frowned and rebuked, "What nonsense!"

Shen Qiqi glanced up to see that he had no expression, which meant that her acting was at least passable and had not aroused suspicion from him.

She pursed her lips, feeling wronged, and began to add more drama to her performance. "Father, how could I be causing trouble? I haven't done anything!"

Shen Jue naturally didn't believe her and shook his head, gradually looking disappointed. "Qiqi, no matter what, Xiao Shuang is still your Senior sister. Even if you don't like her, you should still know how to respect her, instead of treating her like a toy."

The air in the hall was quiet and tense, with only the sound of breathing. An invisible pressure spread, making it difficult for her to breathe.

How could her own father be so harsh to her!

Shen Jue's gaze pierced her like needles, and Shen Qiqi nervously curled her toes, preparing to continue with her act.

She reached behind her and pinched herself hard, using all her strength, and tears immediately welled up in her eyes.

Shen Jue stood with his hands behind his back, his face icy, but he saw Shen Qiqi slowly lift her head, her eyes turning red as she gazed at him deeply.

Shen Jue's heart shook, and he instinctively took a step forward. "What are you..."

As he moved, Shen Qiqi stepped back, biting her lip and saying, "Father, I know you care about her and have always favored her. Yes, Senior sister Liu is talented and shining, and since the day she arrived here, everyone in the Qingli Sect has praised her future potential, saying that she is the only one who can become the next sect master."

"Do you know? Whenever she comes, others always like to compare her with me, saying that she is a genius and I am just a pampered princess, who will have to support her for the rest of my life. Why do I have to let an outsider steal all my thunder? Why do I have to be the loser?"

"Even you favor her, always giving her the best of everything and leaving the rest for me, and making me do more for her. Every time you come back from closed-door training, the first thing you ask is how she's doing... Have you ever thought about how I feel?"

Shen Jue was stunned.

"Call me petty or jealous, but I just like to compete and fight with her. I don't believe I can't beat Liu Shuang!...But I know that I'm not as talented as her and I can never compare to her. If I don't fight and show off a bit, will you even see me?"

Shen Qiqi's words were sincere and heartfelt, and after she finished, she closed her eyes in frustration. A single tear ran down her pale face, perfectly portraying her feelings of hatred and suppression, just like the eldest daughter who is neglected by her parents after the birth of a second child.

Shen Jue looked at this face that was almost identical to his own and couldn't help but feel moved.

After all, she was his own flesh and blood, with the same blood flowing through her veins, raised by him little by little in his hands. How could he not feel distressed?

Over a decade ago, when he traveled around the world, he discovered an exceptionally talented girl in a destitute village, and took her away from a group of rustic men, naming her Liu Shuang.

He had originally hoped to make her feel the warmth bestowed by others, so he favored her in words and actions. But with his recent obsession with cultivation, he gradually grew apart from his own daughter.

Shen Jue sighed deeply and admitted, "Indeed, I have neglected your feelings over the years."

Shen Qiqi covered her face and sobbed, unable to speak, crying in a way that was heart-wrenching.