"Mom, how can you think of me like this? I'm really just here to take care of you."
Tang Zhenghong looked at Granny Tang with a runny nose and tears, clutching her hand as she wiped her tears and said, "Mom, you are my real mom, and I'm your real daughter. No matter whose plans I mess with, I can't mess with yours."
Tang Zhenghong looked genuinely sad and sorrowful.
Granny Tang looked at her doubtfully and asked, "What about Chen Gang and Chen Lie?"
"Both of them are at home, not going to Sea City." Mentioning those two brats always made Tang Zhenghong's heart ache with anger.
At first, she was so proud to have given birth to two sons. But now, seeing Tang Zhengyue's two well-behaved and sensible daughters, along with Tang Yue and Zhang Min, Tang Zhenghong thought that sons and daughters aren't necessarily better than each other.
As long as daughters are raised well, they can also achieve great things.
