She didn't know why he wouldn't answer. Was it because he thought she had cheated on him, so he hated her, didn't want to deal with her anymore, or... had he really never cared about her, Luo Qiangwei, as a person?
Or perhaps, it was both.
So it wasn't a big deal.
Her mother had died; to him, was it as insignificant as a leaf falling to the ground?
If that was the case, then why bother standing here?
And why put on a pretense of concern, was he bored and looking to toy with her?
Mo Shiche furrowed his brows in confusion as he looked at her suddenly angry eyes and said lowly, "It really isn't a big deal, you saw your mother's condition yourself."
Saw it?
Indeed, she had seen her mother fall and injure herself, her leg bleeding profusely from being lashed by a rope, seen her mother unable to stop the tears from the pain, shivering as she fainted....
