"If I had known, I should have strangled you at birth."
"All these years, you haven't come home. Only your brother's family has been here taking care of me. What's wrong if I help them a bit?"
"Qi Yuancheng, you're ungrateful and heartless. You deserve to have no children, to have your lineage cut off."
All these venomous words spewed out from Bai Lan Hua's mouth, her face almost twisted.
The people around listened, frowning along with her words.
How could a mother be so vicious, cursing her own son to be childless?
Regretting not having strangled him at birth — that's too malicious.
"What right do you have to say that about him!" At this moment, Qin Rou, usually mild and tolerant, suddenly erupted in anger.
She rushed forward, standing directly in front of Qi Yuancheng, directly facing Bai Lan Hua.
