"I really want to know, when a mother sells her own child, what exactly is she thinking in the depths of her heart? A child is a piece of flesh that falls from her body, does her heart not ache? It certainly doesn't ache, or else how could she sell her own child? Or perhaps, she is simply a heartless person!"
Mr. Sheng has a characteristic, in that even though he says very vicious things, his tone remains exceptionally calm, giving off a feeling of being unconcerned and at leisure.
But Ye Yao couldn't remain unconcerned and relaxed; such insinuation and veiled insults had turned her face paler and paler.
Her hand clenched into a small fist, and her face void of any expression, her gaze upon Gu Lanshan turned somewhat cold. Her lips moved slightly, and her tone left no room for mercy, "Chu Chu, I think my coming to see you today was a mistake."
Gu Lanshan stared at Ye Yao without saying a word.
Ye Yao also quietly looked at her.
