Li Hongge, overcome with anger and shame, accused Lin Xiangwan viciously. "Fine, fine, you don't even care about your own mother, do you? You'd rather I go to my death, right? Just like your father, heartless and ungrateful! I knew you were incapable of true affection! Throwing you away when you were young was the right thing to do! A daughter like you, I'm better off without you!"
Two female officers restrained the agitated Li Hongge. "No disturbances allowed, visiting hours are over, go back now!"
Lin Xiangwan, separated by the glass, looked at her mother on the other side, listening to her discontent and verbal abuse.
She didn't feel she was in the wrong, and couldn't understand, even in her imagination.
"Let's go, she has gone back," said the officer, rather politely.
Lin Xiangwan turned and nodded her head.
Outside, Su Yueze was waiting for her. Seeing her come out, he quickly approached and asked, "She must have scolded you, right?"
"Hmm!"
