"I'm your mother, how can you treat me this way?" Zhao Yulin gave him a glare, "In your heart, there's only your grandfather and that woman. What am I worth to you? It seems I'm the only one who's superfluous, isn't that right? If I were kicked out of the Guan Family, you'd all be overjoyed, wouldn't you?"
Zhao Yulin sat down on the bench to the right in a huff, turning her head away with tears welling up in her eyes. She lifted her hand to wipe them away.
Guan Haoyang watched, his lips pursed, as he walked up to the nurses' station, grabbed a couple of paper cups, and poured two cups of water. He handed one to Zhao Yulin, and the other to Qin Yucen: "Have some water."
"No need." Qin Yucen looked at the calm surface of the water. She was in no mood for anything, and she no longer had the strength to respond to his kindness, "I'm not thirsty, you drink it."
