Hate him to the marrow of her bones.

Her present self was full of hatred for Mu Yazhe, down to the marrow of her bones. Her love for him was so persistent and crazy, but what did she get in return? She was made into a clown by him!

She recalled the fear and worries she had when she started the in-vitro treatment, and it stirred up her repressed agony. She could not let the matter rest.

How did I end up in such a pathetic state?

"You are exceptional and outstanding; it's his loss for not choosing you! Don't harp on this anymore, daughter!" gently consoled her mother again.

Song Enya listened to her words with gritted teeth and felt a little better after that.

Brother Mu, just you wait and see! One day, I'll repay all the humiliation you've brought upon me!

When Song Zhengguo returned home from a dinner appointment that night, he looked terribly upset.