Xia Weiyi, seeing Zhou Yun like this, wished desperately that she could dig a hole and crawl into it. She immediately extended her hand to hold Zhou Yun's and said in a gentle tone, "Mom, that's not what I meant."
"Then you agree?" Zhou Yun looked up at Xia Weiyi, and after waiting for what seemed like ages without getting a definitive answer or denial, she pouted and started to wail, her voice full of anguish, "Why is my life so tough? I raise a son who only knows how to go out and make money. I finally have an affectionate daughter, yet she doesn't want her mom. Even when I want to chase a star, I get scolded by my husband... sob sob sob..."
"..." Xia Weiyi really felt a headache coming on. Zhou Yun was truly playing the rogue's tactic of crying, making a scene, and threatening to hang herself to perfection. However, Xia Weiyi felt completely helpless against it and took a deep breath, quickly agreeing, "Okay, okay, I'll go with you, is that not okay?"