Yang Dongfeng tried several times to talk to Sun Chan about flowers, but in the end, he just shook his head in disappointment and turned to leave.
Zhao Jieyun sat crying by herself. Sun Chan approached her, saying, "Mom, if you can't bear it, you really don't need to divorce for my sake. People often say old couples are companions in old age. Think it over carefully."
"There's nothing I can't bear!" Zhao Jieyun shook her head, "I'm crying out of disappointment and sorrow. Yang Yun has become like this because we didn't educate her well. I don't know how to discipline her in the future." She's already over twenty, old enough to be a mother herself, how to discipline her? Just leave it to fate.
Sun Chan comforted Zhao Jieyun, "Try to look on the bright side."
"Hmm, from now on, Mom will just spend the days with you."
Sun Chan smiled and nodded. She felt that fate was still kind to her; at least she had her mother.
