For Someone Like You, Is There Even Any Point of Being Alive

Qiao Bonian's bodyguards dragged Su Qianxun out of the mansion. They shoved her to the ground mercilessly. Su Qianxun closed her eyes sadly and clenched her fists tightly.

When Su Manni saw how devastated Su Qianxun was, she felt incredibly delighted. She walked out with her handbag dangling from her forearm. "I told you that your mother doesn't want to see you, but you wanted to come and inflict sorrow upon yourself anyway!"

Su Qianxun stood up and turned to look at this luxurious mansion. She was reluctant to give up and wanted to barge in again. But Qiao Bonian's bodyguards stopped her. 

"Mother, mother… I beg you. Give me five minutes, no, three minutes. Can you talk to me, please? What have I done wrong? Tell me. I'll change! Please don't ignore me!" Tears rolled down from Su Qianxun's cheeks and fell to the ground.

The only reply she received was the rustle of the tree leaves in the wind.