Qin Wan indifferently avoided it.
Ignoring Qin Shumei's gaze, she asked coldly, "What exactly do you want?"
"Wanwan, how can you speak to Mom like this? But it's all Mom's fault for not teaching you properly, making you impolite and shameful, seducing your sister's husband, and even hitting her."
As she spoke, she turned to look at the few onlookers.
Someone was taking a video.
When she turned her head back to Qin Wan, she quickly put on a different face, "Wanwan, if you don't want to be disgraced, then come back with me and apologize to Aqing."
Qin Wan gripped her phone tighter and tighter.
Looking at the anger and triumph in Qin Shumei's eyes, she couldn't describe how she felt.
It only felt like her heart had been thrown into an icy, snow-covered land.
It was so frozen it had lost all sensation, but it could still feel pain.
Was she really her biological mother?
Why, from the time she was born until now, had she never felt a trace of motherly love?