The elderly Madam Mo didn't speak, but with a stern face, Mo Feixue continued.
"Auntie," she said, "I know you can't let go of the past, nor can you let go of the hatred in your heart, but what are those compared to Zhixuan's life? Does Zhixuan's life weigh so lightly in your eyes? Do you not care at all about Zhixuan's life and death?"
Mo Feixue asked three questions in a row, each one sincere, each word revolving around Mo Zhixuan.
It seemed as though she was concerned about Mo Zhixuan, but in reality, she was insinuating that the elderly Madam Mo was being unreasonable.
A mother, actually choosing her own face over her son's life and death, she simply didn't deserve to be a mother!
In Mo Feixue's view, the elderly Madam Mo's unwillingness to bring Zheng Chuyi back was entirely for her own selfish desires.