Wen Lan cried out to the people around her, "Look! This is the good daughter I've raised with all my hardships."
"Even her own mother she does not recognize."
Wen Tang stood calmly at the ribbon-cutting area, "It's not that I don't recognize you, it's just that your actions are truly disheartening."
"Ask yourself, over the years, have you truly fulfilled your responsibilities as a mother?"
Her gaze dropped, then glanced at Wen Lan's limping leg, "That surely wasn't caused by me."
Wen Lan's heart trembled, and the pain in her leg made her subside quite a bit.
Seeing two security personnel approaching from not far away, she decisively grabbed Wen Tang's arm and said, "Help Mom this one last time."
"As if your mother is begging you."
She clung to it like a lifeline, and even the speed of her speech quickened considerably.
"If even you won't help Mom, those debt collectors will surely beat me to death. Can you bear to watch them kill me?"
