Sensing that Di Youlin's condition was improving day by day, the resentment in Wen Yuebai's heart gradually faded. Of course, what was done was done; she had no choice but to accept it.
"Ning Xuan's attitude toward contracted slaves is the same as her attitude toward Contractors. The only difference in treatment is based on who she likes. Whoever can win her favor, she'll treat a little better," Di Youlin said, his eyes darkening.
Ning Xuan was just strong-willed and didn't tolerate disobedience. She wasn't like other Controllers who were arrogant, disregarded life, and didn't treat Contractors as human.
"You've never learned how to win people over. If you really can't manage, I'll find someone to teach you." Wen Yuebai's eyes reddened as she looked at Di Youlin. Since things had come to this, she just wanted her son to have the best life possible under the circumstances.
"Mother, don't worry. I'm doing just fine," Di Youlin reassured her.
