Hu Lei did not respond. She would not give the woman the satisfaction of knowing her insecurities. When she had been younger, as she travelled through the most dangerous parts of the world, she had dreamt that her mother would call her and tell her to come home to her.
But it had never happened.
And she had grown up.
Lu Liang did not seem to mind the lack of response. She looked at Hu Lei, but it seemed as if she was looking through her.
"When you were a small baby, I wanted so much to connect with you. I wanted you to be my little one. But I could not forget how you were created." She spoke in a distant voice.
Hu Lei knew that she should stand up and walk out. However, her mind could not help but latch on the wording.
"What do you mean 'created'?"
Lu Liang did not answer the question directly.
