Shi Qing's mother feigned unease and lowered her head, "You came out of my belly, so naturally, I'll be in charge of your marriage."
Shi Qing's mother's words were ambiguous.
Seeing her mother's reaction, Shi Qing just felt her suspicions confirmed, a chill running down her spine. She never imagined her mother would resort to the same old tricks. Indeed, money was still the most important thing in her mother's heart. Although Shi Qing had always known this fact, her mother's repeated actions made the little warmth she had painstakingly gathered vanish completely.
"I won't ever listen to you about the marriage," Shi Qing said firmly.
Behind her black-rimmed glasses, her eyes widened, glaring fiercely at her mother as if the person before her was not her mother, but an enemy.
