She thought that after the last argument, and the extended cold war between them, there should be at least a small place for her in her mother's heart, but it turned out... she still hadn't changed.
She had always known that Ning's mother was very selfish. It wasn't that she didn't love her; it was just that she loved herself more.
But what could she do? No one can choose their parents. It was destiny, and thus it had to be accepted.
That didn't mean she didn't feel disappointed or sad.
After such a long time apart, she really didn't want to argue with her again.
Ning Xia closed her eyes tightly, took a deep breath to force herself to calm down, and when she opened her eyes again, there was a coldness in her gaze, "Mom, you should rest. I'm going back now. I'll hire a caregiver to look after you. Take good care of your injury."
Her mother suddenly panicked, "What do you mean? Are you going to abandon your mom?"
