Xia Jing had never expected her son to speak such harsh words to her. Had she really done something wrong? Was it wrong for a mother to love her son? Why couldn't she ever receive a single word of praise in her son's eyes?
"Why doesn't he understand all I've done, and who it was for? Does he see me, his mother, as that despicable? Why does he always blame everything on me?" Xia Jing muttered to herself, thinking no one could hear her. However, she didn't realize her husband, Zhang Zhentian, was standing right behind her.