"Mom, I advise you to take a look at my leg before you speak."
Yun Shujing opened her mouth, but when she looked down, she realized that she couldn't say a word.
"You also think that you're ridiculous and laughable, right? Even if I lose a leg, I still can't hate your son. Your son is so noble." After saying that, Huo Zizhen retracted her gaze, lowered her head, and continued, "I'm not even sure if you're really happy that I'm alive. After all, I'm still alive and affecting your son's breathing."
"Zizhen..."
"Yes, it doesn't matter. It isn't very pleasant. These seven words are now firmly engraved in my mind. I live for these seven words."
When Yun Shujing heard this, she immediately pounced forward and grabbed Huo Zizhen's hand. "Mom didn't mean to say that at that time. I was just angered by you."
However, Huo Zizhen raised her hand to break free from Yun Shujing's grip. "Is it still important?" she asked.
"Zizhen..."