Since it's the path I chose, even if it's covered with nails and thorns, leading to my destruction, I must walk it.
Yang Yun nodded, "I believe their love for me isn't fake. I'm not a fool, I'm over twenty now, and I have the right to decide my own life. Can't you care about me, your daughter, even a little? Do you really not want me to be happy?"
Zhao Jieyun looked at her calmly while Yang Yun's expression was filled with agitation and urgency.
Since the last time this daughter left the hospital with all the family's money without any regard, not even considering how her parents would worry, how to return from Beijing, only thinking of herself.
Zhao Jieyun had become completely disappointed with this daughter. She wasn't just cold-blooded and selfish; everyone around her had to treat her well, or they'd be against her, her enemy, she had no gratitude in her heart, only hoping for her own well-being.
