Gu Ning strode past Sang Zhilan and her daughter, and from beginning to end, no one paid any attention to the mother and daughter. They could make a fuss however they wanted. If they died or starved, what did it have to do with Tang Yuxin? It was not Tang Yuxin who had invited them over.
They had come of their own accord, asking for a beating. Was she not supposed to oblige them?
Wei Jiani sat on the ground, her legs flailing sporadically.
"Mom, I want meat, I want meat, I must have meat."
"Okay, okay, we'll have meat, we'll have some on the road, we'll eat meat in a moment," she comforted Wei Jiani. Seeing Wei Jiani like this, she knew Tang Yuxin's kick must not have hit anything serious, and she was relieved. But her heart was filled with hate.
Tang Yuxin hitting Wei Jiani was like a slap to her own face.
Indeed.
Tang Yuxin did not regard her as a real mother.
If this was really true, she could imagine that their future days would be even harder to endure.
