When Li slowly said this, his mood was neither salty nor light.
After saying that, he quickly moved his eyes away.
Her mother owed his mother after all!
However, even if she owed it, she still couldn't turn a blind eye and listen to others scolding her mother.[
Even a prostitute, even a lowly woman.
So what?
That's still her mother!
She is still her most beloved mother in this world!
At the very least, he is a real person in this world who treats her without any reward!
She longs for warmth and love!
Because she doesn’t have it, that’s why she desires it!
Moreover, her mother is the only person who makes her want to cry when she misses her.
My mother, like myself, has always been so thin and weak.
Pale.
Even though I put on exquisite makeup every day, I still spend a few hundred dollars to have sex with a man.
Even though he kept her at home every day and wouldn't let her go out, and no one even looked at her even when she cried heartbrokenly.
But, Li Xuanyuan, she knew
Her mother could only do that, facing this kind of life and this kind of reality.
Her mother was cruel and endured all the pressure to do those dirty things.
She couldn't imagine that her mother, just like Qin Minglang's mother, would always smile gently and pamper her.
But what kind of expression did she have when she was lying under the man?
When I was young, I was ignorant and always clamored my mother for a hug at night, and always clamored my mother for a hug from my father.
Thinking about it now, she can still clearly remember every time her mother hugged her, watched her fall asleep, and then quietly went out.[
The next morning, no matter the wind or rain, no matter how much the man pestered her, he would still come home on time and make her her favorite millet porridge.
Even at that time, she didn't even know what a prostitute meant.