Mom.
The two characters that leapt on the screen seemed as if from another world.
Ning Xia hadn't expected her mother to call her, and it took her a good half a minute to come back to her senses. Just as she was about to answer, the call disconnected automatically.
Mother and daughter have no overnight grudges...
Ning Xia didn't think twice before she dialed back.
The other side picked up quickly, and a familiar voice reached her ears, "Xiaxia, ah..."
When she was angry, she was truly angry, but hearing her call her name dissipated all her anger.
After all, it was her mother who gave birth to her and raised her; she couldn't stay mad at her for a lifetime.
"Mom..."
Initially, there was a trace of apprehension in her mother's tone, but hearing Ning Xia call her, she knew the anger had passed and she immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Xiaxia, it's good you're no longer angry at mom. I was wrong before, and I shouldn't have said those things to you."
