"He's not a waste."
Zhou Ruoxue said coldly, "In my heart, he is so much more noble than any of you. No matter how hard or tired he is, he will always choose to persevere. He has walked to this point alone since he was young without relying on anyone. He's already quite amazing."
Whenever Zhou Ruoxue spoke of Chen Mo, her face always took on a gentle expression.
Even at the beginning, she was extremely angry because she felt that the person she loved most had been insulted.
But on second thought, Li Ailing would even push her own daughter out like a traded commodity; it went without saying that, to her, Chen Mo was just an outsider.
Li Ailing scoffed disdainfully, "Xiao Xue, you're really too young now. All this talk of love, when you're older, you'll definitely thank me."
"Perhaps you think I'm a villain now, but that's just because you're naïve. When will you truly understand this old mother's painstaking efforts?"
