Zhou Mingyu pulled Li Siru outside and asked, "Tell Mom honestly, did you stay out all night until this morning? How did you even run into Lu Beiyao? Didn't Mom tell you that Grandpa wanted you to avoid him these days?"
"I didn't intend to run into him." Li Siru frowned, her tone carrying a defiant unhappiness. "Grandpa is always afraid I might embarrass him. Even if I didn't show up with this big bag together with Lu Beiyao today, he'd still scold me, wouldn't he?"
Zhou Mingyu remained silent. Li Siru pursed her lips and said, "You shouldn't have given birth to me just because I wasn't a son back then!"
"Sisi…"
Zhou Mingyu sighed only after watching her storm off in a rage.
Could it really be her fault that she insisted on having this second daughter back then and ended up unable to have more? Is that why things are like this?
But regardless of gender, they're her flesh and blood. How could she bear to let go?
