Four Years of Drugs
Editor: Atlas Studios
"Let's go," Song Wan's steps quickened. Rainy released Song Wan's hand and turned to enter, her small fragile body radiating loneliness.
"Mommy, it hurts…" Her small hands clutched onto her tiny face as she huffed a few times. Yet, the pain was still there. Without her mom, she could do nothing but pout.
"Mother-in-law, that's just a child. If there's anything that she has done to make you unhappy, I hope you don't hold it against her." Yes, she's someone else's child, but she's also a treasure to someone. Song Wan sat in the car with a grim facial expression. It wasn't that she didn't find any fault, but rather, she didn't want to count her grudges. While she was easy to talk to, it also had to be what was acceptable to her.