Ye Qiu left, and everyone knew that his heart had long been hurt. Now, in his heart, his biological parents were not even as important as his in-laws.
Han Hui felt sadness in her heart. After all, this was the child she carried for ten months. Who could be blamed for today's situation? Only herself and her husband for being too biased, for being overly indulgent with their daughter Ye Qing, while neglecting their son Ye Qiu too much.
It could even be said that it wasn't mere neglect. The daughter had done so many excessive things to her brother, yet why did no one stop it? Why didn't she and her husband believe him even a little back then?
Han Hui reflected on the past, feeling waves of sharp pain in her heart. What kind of life did her son actually live in this family? Had anyone ever loved him? Had anyone ever listened to his needs?
