Huo Wanting found An Ning's appearance to be pleasing to the eye. She felt extremely pleased with herself. Whenever she thought about how that woman's daughter was begging for mercy, she felt especially relieved.
Back then, she had suffered too much under that b*tch's hands. Now that she could torture her daughter like this, she naturally felt relieved. Usually, regardless of whether it was the old man or her husband, they would always keep a close eye on her. She always wanted to avoid them, but now, under such circumstances... No one could say anything about her.
"Get up. The ground is very cold. Don't say that I, as your mother, am not worried about you. You were raised by me. How can I not do what's best for you?"
