"You're not my mom. I have a mom, and my mom was killed by you."
Xingxing suddenly pulled her hand out from Xia Yangyang's grasp.
It's been so long, and this was the first thing Xingxing said to Xia Yangyang.
But Xia Yangyang was stunned.
Xingxing claimed her mom was killed by her, what was going on?
More importantly, how did Xingxing come to such a realization? Someone must have told her.
Xia Yangyang realized the seriousness of this matter.
She also understood why Xingxing had been withdrawn all this time.
Even back when Gong Xue'er was still around, Xingxing relied on her more.
But liking someone is not the same as that innate bond of blood.
In Xingxing's primitive thoughts, her true love was still her biological mother, Gong Xue'er.
And now she believed Xia Yangyang was responsible for Gong Xue'er's death.
Meanwhile, Xia Yangyang had adopted her.
In the face of such external contradictions, young Xingxing naturally fell into immense confusion.
