"Min Yang, are you blaming mother?" Cheng Xiuhe raised her delicate brows, the phoenix eyes that had gone through many trials gleaming with light, "Are you still blaming mother for breaking you and Yin Yuxin apart? Min Yang, you've disappointed me so much."
"From the very beginning, I was against you being with that vixen. When she worked as a servant in our Leng Family, she planned to seduce you. After I drove her out, just look at what that woman did? A dancer! A lowly dancer who flirts with men everywhere! How pure can a child born from such a lowly woman be?"
"Mother!" Leng Minyang interrupted his mother sharply, his eyes full of pain, "Please don't talk about Yuxin like that, we were the ones who wronged her back then!" Speaking of the past, he was the heartless scoundrel! Could his mother understand the feeling of living like the walking dead for over twenty years?
