"I gave birth to you, your life was given by me." Xu Huizhen yelled, "To put it bluntly, without me, there wouldn't be you!"
"If I hadn't carried you for ten months, suffered all that pain to give birth to you, who knows where you'd be now!" Xu Huizhen shouted, full of righteous fury. "Without me, you wouldn't have come into this world at all! And you'd never be what you are now!"
"Since I'm the one who bestowed life on you, then even if I want to take it back, you don't get to say no. Because your life was mine to give in the first place." Xu Huizhen's voice grew louder, her posture straighter and more forceful.
"Besides, you're still alive and well right now. Even without two legs, it's not like you can't go on living!"
"What responsibility are you trying to pin on me here?"
Listening to Xu Huizhen, Ye Ning felt a strange sense of déjà vu.
What Xu Huizhen said was practically deafeningly loud and clear.
It stunned Ye Ning for quite a while; her head kept buzzing.
