I finally returned to my parents and I thought that as long as I was well behaved and studied hard, they would definitely like me.
After all, that was what the director's mother told me.
I tried my best to please my parents and not let them worry.
I tried my best to keep the house clean, even though Martina laughed at me more than once, saying that this was a job only for servants.
But when I got first place in my grade in the exam, my parents only gave me a few words of praise in private.
I thought I was not good enough, so I joined a competition class and took part in various competitions.
Good news came one after another and my name was on the list.
During that period, my family frequently received calls from the admissions teachers.
However, my parents were not happy and the house was filled with a gloomy and depressing atmosphere.
Especially Martina, she burst into tears every time she saw me.
The looks my parents gave me became increasingly gloomy.
I did not understand it at that time, but then I understood that they felt my excellence made their precious daughter lose face.