"Whether Xu Yang makes money or loses money, it's none of your business. Can you control it?" Zhao Yuxin said indifferently.
"What kind of language is that? I'm your mother!" Liu Yujuan yelled as her face turned ashen with anger.
"I have never acknowledged you as my mother," Zhao Yuxin replied coldly.
"You..." Liu Yujuan trembled with anger, her face still pale.
"Do you have anything else to say? If not, I'm hanging up," Zhao Yuxin said dispassionately.
"Is this how much you dislike me?" Liu Yujuan angrily inquired.
"It's not a matter of disliking you; after all, we have no relationship. How can one dislike someone with whom they have no connection?" Zhao Yuxin replied.
"You!" Liu Yujuan was fuming, and every time she called Zhao Yuxin, it left her in a foul mood.
"If you have nothing else, I'm hanging up," Zhao Yuxin was about to end the call.
"Wait!" Liu Yujuan quickly interjected.
"What else?" Zhao Yuxin asked.
