"Ungrateful wolf, ungrateful wolf!" Ming Lan shouted as she left the cell. But in her heart, she was relieved. As long as she didn't have to share a cell with Jiang Mingzhu, she felt at ease.
The current Jiang Mingzhu was simply a madwoman, unrecognizable to her own kin; it was better to stay far away from her.
Watching Ming Lan being taken away, Jiang Mingzhu was very unwilling, banging on the cell door and shouting continuously: "Ming Lan, you heartless woman, I'm your daughter, why can't you do the time for me?"
No matter how much Ming Lan shouted, no one paid her any mind. Finally, exhausted from shouting, she could only sit powerlessly on the ground.
For some reason, the words "ungrateful wolf" kept echoing in her mind.
Ungrateful wolf? Ha!
Thinking of the things she had done over the years, Jiang Mingzhu's eyes grew somewhat dazed. As a child, she wasn't like this; it was all Ming Lan's fault.
