"If you still see me as your mother, then stop talking about dying. As long as I'm still breathing, you'd better live a proper life for my sake. If you really don't want to live anymore, then you might as well just wish for me to die sooner," the old woman said, her face cold.
"Mom, Mom, I wasn't thinking that! You have to live a long and healthy life, for a hundred years! I won't die, I won't. I still have to take care of you. I'll see you through your old age," Li Yuanyi hurriedly promised her mother. She was terrified of her mother being cold to her.
"Bah! I have my own sons, and I'll have grandsons in the future. What would I need a daughter for to see me through my old age?" Though her words were harsh, the cold expression on the old woman's face softened considerably.
