"I..."
Wang Cuilan looked at Jiang Zhan, wanting to say something, but didn't know how to start.
When it came to Chen Meirong, Wang Cuilan truly couldn't say anything nice now.
In Wang Cuilan's view, Chen Meirong was Chen Meirong, and Jiang Zhan was Jiang Zhan.
Although they were mother and son, their temperaments and ways of doing things were vastly different.
She wouldn't vent her anger on Jiang Zhan because of what Chen Meirong did.
If that were the case, she wouldn't have let Jiang Zhan come to her house all the time.
However, to expect her not to blame Chen Meirong for Jiang Zhan's sake was impossible.
If Chen Meirong had some awareness of being a mother, she wouldn't do such things.
If she hadn't done those things...
Thinking of this, Wang Cuilan let out a long sigh.
What use is there in saying these things now!
Since earlier, Jiang Zhan hadn't said a word.
He lowered his head slightly, so no one could see his expression, or know what he was thinking.
