Jealousy and resentment surged to Shi Jiayin's heart; she clenched her teeth onto her lower lip, her complexion turning alternately green and pale.
Some things she could steal, but others, were destined never to be stolen by her, like… the connection between mother and son.
Bo Lele was not her son; there would never be that nameless bond between them, which is why their relationship had always been so indifferent over the years.
Madam Bo arrived late; upon seeing the situation and knowing that if Shi Jiayin did not lower her stance and apologize, she might completely offend the elderly lady, she hurriedly spoke up, "Mom, Jiayin was also anxious about Lele; that's why she misspoke. Don't be angry, look at her, she knows she's wrong now."
As she said this, her gaze shifted to Shi Jiayin and with subtle hints, she signaled with her eyes, "Jiayin, why aren't you apologizing to the elderly lady quickly!"
