Upon hearing her husband liken their own daughter, Lin Miao, to sand and stone, Zhang Mei felt a pang of discomfort. Her tone softened, favoring her child, "My dear, perhaps Miao Miao is just momentarily confused. She can't be that much worse than Gu Zi, can she? Besides, I believe that blood is thicker than water. Look at Gu Zi, does she even consider us her parents anymore?
"She wants to return to the city to work, such a significant change, yet she doesn't even bother to inform us. As for Miao Miao, we abandoned her, yet didn't she still choose us?
"Weren't you the one who said this morning that we received a message from the prison, stating that Miao Miao is willing to see us? I think we should put Gu Zi's matters aside for now. Let's go back and visit Miao Miao directly. I miss her."