Everyone has their own way of living, Mi Lu can't ask others to be just like her, especially her own mother.
What her mother wants might be simpler, just her husband's company every night. Whether it's love or not, perhaps it doesn't matter that much.
"Mom, I'm not blaming you, it's late, you should go to sleep!" Mi Lu didn't know what to say, and the only thing she could say is probably this!
Although she also wanted to be loved like others growing up. But everyone is selfish, no one can guarantee their own balance, being where she is now, she's got nothing more to complain about.
Maybe she had such thoughts before she was a teenager, but later, she didn't have it anymore. Later, she only hoped she could be the master of her own feelings.
"Alright, you also go to bed early. Girls all love beauty, don't sleep too late, it's not good for your skin." Women from wealthy families have a knack for maintaining their beauty.
"Hmm! Goodnight!"
"Goodnight!"
