"Even if you really are my birth mother, it still changes nothing," Mu Yiliang's voice was somewhat forlorn, "The fact that you abandoned me back then remains. I don't need you now, and you seem to be doing well without me... so what use is there in saying these things?"
It's just adding worry for nothing.
If Mu Ning had appeared when she still held hope for familial love and treated her like a mother should, she would've been overjoyed.
Then she would know that Mei Suqin's dislike wasn't because she wasn't good enough.
But now it's too late. She no longer has any expectations for motherly love. Now, with Yan Sijue and Xiaoze, she is already very content.
Mu Ning exhaled another puff of smoke, nodding lightly: "You're right. After all, you've grown so much."
"Yes, I've grown so much," Mu Yiliang smiled self-deprecatingly, "You never thought to visit that child, so even if the child doesn't want you, you wouldn't feel any loss, right?"
