Zhou Ting pulled out a tissue and wiped her nose. "But back then, Mom did think of you, you know. I knew that after I left, your dad's former boss would come to pick you up. And look, didn't you get adopted by the Ye Family just a few days later?"
"Zhou Yun and Ye Hui treated you as their own, and Ye Che loved you so dearly. You should feel fortunate!"
"Fortunate?" Xia Weiyi laughed sardonically. "Is it fortunate to be abandoned and become an orphan? Is it fortunate to have a birth mother who doesn't recognize her own child? Is it fortunate that you constantly remind me that I am just the 'adopted daughter' of the Ye Family, unworthy of Ye Che?"
Every time Xia Weiyi thought about the way Zhou Ting had brazenly insulted her heritage recently, her heart turned ice cold, and now, there she was, without a trace of guilt, claiming this to be her happiness?
If before it was disappointment, now it was despair!
