Mrs. Sheng wanted to explode with anger. She had given her heart and soul to her children. 'How could they say I don't care about my son?!'
But then she remembered the hardships her daughter had endured after being switched at birth by that wicked woman, and she had to admit she truly hadn't been a proper mother.
"Yueyue, is that any way to talk to Mom?" Seeing the pained, self-reproachful look on his mother's face, Sheng Shiwen snapped.
Sheng Shiwen's yell sent Sheng Yueyue into a fit of wronged, dramatic sobs.
"WAAAH... It was a mistake for me to come back... Dad won't come home for dinner, Second Brother yells at me, and Third Brother is avoiding me... WAAAH..."
Mrs. Sheng was already sad and filled with guilt. Seeing her daughter cry as if the sky were falling, even she, who was usually so strong, was moved to tears.
