Caihong stopped. She smiled. "Well, then it's Chyou's cruel luck that she got a mother like me."
She turned and stared at her. "Just how it was my cruel luck that my Mom died and Mrs. An Meiying stepped into the An residence. A step-mother who showers love on the outside but has complete hatred for me on the inside. So typical."
Shuang said nothing.
Caihong looked towards the sky. "Strange, isn't it? You got your step-father's love but I couldn't get my step-mother's love."
"And so you hate me because of that."
"No. I don't hate either of you. But I don't want to have anything to do with you two either."
This was the relationship between them.
No love. No hate.
Only neutral.
Shuang yawned. "I already know my Mom is a lost cause. But if she hadn't been like that, even so, I don't think that it was about her loving you or not. You would have never accepted her either if she had genuinely loved you."
Caihong couldn't answer it.
