Jiang Qifei's face showed sadness. "Qingyun, no matter what, we once…" she said.
"Don't mention the past." Nian Qingyun hurriedly raised a hand and said, "We were young. We made mistakes, and we paid for it."
"Alright, let's talk about Shuangwei, then. Earlier, you promised that you'd be responsible for her, but now you're eating your words." Jiang Qifei lowered her head, wiping her tears. "Who's gonna be responsible for my daughter now? You lied to us. You promised us before. Now, Shuangwei is awake, and you didn't even breathe a word about what you said. Isn't that unacceptable?"
