Mrs. Zhong stared coldly at her, her face no longer showing any kindness or love. "Yuan Chun, you've changed. I never expected you to turn out like this. Before, you were responsible, you took charge, and you had the demeanor of a big sister. Your father and I praised you often. But now, you... you, to avoid work, are actually playing tricks on your mother."
Mrs. Zhong's eyes were red, full of disappointment.
Yuan Chun chuckled—was she trying to manipulate her again?
Too bad, she wasn't the original host.
Yuan Chun's tears streamed down as she cried out, "Mom, how can you say that about me? The doctor said my health is poor and I can't keep working like this, or it will affect my lifespan. Mom, if you don't care about me, fine, but how can you blame me for not working? Boo-hoo, luckily I dragged you to the hospital today, otherwise I wouldn't have known I had so many illnesses."
