"Kidnapped? So what? You're just a daughter, not a son. Did you think they'd use you to threaten us?" Song Qing said with disdain, showing not a single shred of maternal instinct. Her expression was full of disgust, as if Chu Yan was a total embarrassment to her.
In Song Qing's eyes, it was because she had given birth to a daughter that Chu Peiyang had found another woman and had a son, Chu Wen. Although that woman had died in an accident after giving birth, Song Qing was still furious about it. She had held a grudge for over twenty years.
At that moment, hearing those words come directly from Song Qing's mouth, Chu Yan said nothing. She just shook her head with a bitter smile.
Chu Yan had known for a long time that her parents had no feelings for her. She'd also known that in their eyes, she was just a burden, someone with no value to them whatsoever.
But Chu Yan had never imagined that her own mother, the woman who gave birth to her, would actually say such things aloud.
