Cold Heart

Su Jin's face looked like it was covered by a thick black cloud as she coldly looked at her mother who was pulling the handkerchief.

Meng Qin was also shocked when she saw the change in Su Jin's expression.

She gave off a dangerous aura for some reason. In Meng Qin's eyes, she didn't seem like her own daughter, but rather a stranger.

Meng Qin shivered once again and realized that she had gone too far with her words.

"This …" She twisted the handkerchief and spoke with some fear.

Su Jin continued to look at her coldly. It seemed that she didn't intend to pick her up and lighten the atmosphere.

For a moment the room was cold, like a cold October wind.

Su Jin turned her face away, not looking at her mother's expression.

She felt extremely complicated in her heart. She had never thought that after putting in so much effort to provide her mother and the others with a good life, she was able to obtain these words.