This sorrow is too deep for words.
Song Rong had always been gently involved in Jiang Muwan's life.
She had thought that her daughter would accept this mother-daughter affection just like herself, but in the end, Jiang Muwan slapped her fiercely and told her that all this was but her own wishful thinking.
That she was the one imposing this so-called mother-daughter love on her.
She never wanted any of it.
Song Rong's words kept Ya Ying silent as she was unable to respond.
She had once imagined that one day Song Sizhi would do something so unfilial, but that thought ended before it even began.
Simply because she didn't dare to think it.
She had given all her affection and tenderness to this girl, enduring the bone-splitting pain of ten months of pregnancy just so she could be born into this world, accompanying her from babbling to toddling, and then to growing up, the hardships along the way are incomprehensible to those who haven't been mothers.
