"Su Rou, let me tell you, this is a society that mocks the poor but not the prostitute. Even if I'm a mistress, I'm still living a better life than those who spend their entire lives being downtrodden. If you think I, as your mother, have humiliated you, you can choose not to recognize me."
"Everyone can look down on me, but you can't."
It was sheer anger that made Su Rou spill all the words she had been holding back in her heart, but after letting them out, she regretted it.
She knew that in her father's heart, her mother was more important than her. Her mother was his "White Moonlight," and as such, only her mother could give her a good life.
How could she have upset her mother at this time? She really was foolish.
With these thoughts, she took a deep breath and swallowed back her unwillingness. Looking at Su Suqin's red-rimmed eyes, she felt a pang of compassion.
