Lin Yue looked coldly at Lin Zhou, wondering what kind of heartless parents could sell their daughter for money. Perhaps they felt guilty too, but now, seeing Lin Zhou's face, so self-assured, without the slightest trace of guilt or self-blame, it completely chilled her heart. Even for Lin Qing's sake, Lin Yue decided not to have anything to do with these so-called parents any longer.
If it had been anyone else it might have been tolerable, but it was her own daughter, whom Lin Zhou had always bossed around and who had never dared to resist. Upon hearing Lin Yue's words, Lin Zhou immediately flared up. "What are you saying, you ungrateful girl? No wonder they say that a married daughter is like spilled water. Look at your attitude. No matter what, I am still your mother, and now you're defying me?"