Wang Cuihua's most cherished and guilt-ridden person in her life was her son.
After her divorce, Wang Cuihua took care of her son alone, working from dawn till dusk every day, and when she got home, she would basically fall asleep the moment her head hit the pillow.
Had it been any other child, the house would have been in turmoil long ago.
But her son was very understanding. Not only did he never complain, but he also studied hard and achieved excellent grades.
Before she was locked up here, her son had even received an award for being first in his class.
In Wang Cuihua's heart, her son was the only reason she held on to life in this world.
But now!
Yang Meifeng dared to threaten her in her own face, to lay hands on her son!!
She clenched her fists tightly; a towering rage was about to erupt.
However, as if she hadn't seen it, Yang Meifeng continued to mock, "Yo? Scared?"
