"In the past, your mother knelt in front of grandpa and begged him to adopt you."
Xie Xinghe couldn't believe it. She suddenly broke out of her silence and said, "No, that's impossible. Brother, you're lying."
"Why should I lie to you? You were only 13 years old and your mother was remarrying. If she wanted to take you away, why would we keep you?"
Xinghe's words made Xie Xingqing even more emotional.
She shook her head desperately.
"No, no, that's impossible, my mother wouldn't abandon me. It's Xie Qian..."
Xie Xinghe interrupted Xie Xingqing and said, "You know it yourself, don't you? What has your mother done for you over the years? Did she come to see you while you were in a vegetative state? Xie Xingqing, you are the very embodiment of an ungrateful rascal; you repay gratitude with enmity."
