Liu Xiyun sat on the sofa in Rongyuan. She looked at Ling Jing with obvious dissatisfaction in her eyes.
"How long are you going to be willful? What kind of place is this? Is it something you can live in?"
"Mom."She couldn't live here? If she let Liu Xiyun see the one-bedroom she bought before, would she call it a Doghouse?
"Don't Call Me Mom."Liu Xiyun was furious. "How can you still see me as Your Mom? I asked you to accompany me to the banquet, but you ignored me. I asked you to go home and have a meal with me, but you refused. Well, yesterday was your father's birthday, and you only showed your face in the daytime. You're leaving? Ling Jing, aren't we too indulgent with you? Are we letting you off more and more without a sense of propriety now?"
