"Nonsense!" Grandma Qin said angrily. "You have two children, don't you want them anymore? Divorce, how can you be so irresponsible?"
"Don't you not like me?" Lin Xiangwan felt her heart being wounded, her mouth full of bitterness.
Looking at her daughter-in-law with tears brimming in her eyes, yet forcing herself not to let them fall, the old lady felt a pang of guilt herself, especially when she was challenged like this. "You see, this child, when did I badmouth you? When did I say I don't like you?"
If she didn't like her, why would she, at her old age, keep an eye on her every day?
Could it be that she really had nothing better to do?
