"Mom, you're not a child anymore. Which things should or shouldn't be said, I don't need to teach you." Xiao Mo's face had already turned dark.
He stepped forward towards Xia Chuqing, grabbing her arm.
But Xia Chuqing retreated a few steps continuously, her lips and complexion as pale as paper, with no light in her eyes.
"Are you giving me a lecture? Moving into a man's house at a young age, am I wrong to say something?" Xiao Mo's mother spoke blandly, expressionless, "Everything is packed, Xia Chuqing, know your place, don't let others look down on you."
"I understand, I'll leave now." Xia Chuqing shook off Xiao Mo's hand, her voice trembling.
Yes, a girl like her living in a single man's house, what does it look like?
What she did was thoughtless, deserving of Xiao Mo's mother's scolding.
Xia Chuqing squatted down, picking up her luggage, her legs felt slightly weak, unable to stand firm.
She admitted, Xiao Mo's mother had successfully hurt her self-esteem.
