Ye Duowei scoffed lightly, "How have you wronged me? I said I wanted to go abroad immediately! You insisted we wait until after the New Year! Well, now look! I've been beaten up like this! Are you satisfied?"
Sometimes she truly couldn't understand what was going through her mother's mind. Always scheming about this or that—when it came down to it, perhaps the only one she truly loved was Ye Cheng, her father?
To her, both her grandparents certainly ranked below her father in her mother's heart.
Tian Yaru covered her mouth and cried, "Weiwei! Seeing you hurt makes me sad too! How could you think of me in this way?"
Ye Duowei didn't want to look at her for another second. She turned her head away, closed her eyes, and tried to ignore her.
The hospital room fell into silence, with only the occasional muffled sobs from Tian Yaru.
