721 A gentle breeze carries a faint tartness, and tears _1 spread

The living room was silent, Cheng Yujie sat on the sofa without speaking, and An Ning just looked at her mother.

After a full ten minutes, Cheng Yujie finally whispered, "I'm sorry, I've disappointed you as a mother."

An Ning glared at her mother. "I want to know, why didn't you choose Uncle Song, actually, Uncle Song would have been a good choice."

Cheng Yujie moved her mouth but still didn't give a reason.

"Do you still love Dad? Even though he hurt you."

All Cheng Yujie said was, "An Ning, some things are hard to explain clearly, but your mother has her reasons for doing this."

"Then why do you refuse to marry Dad? Why don't you let Dad get a divorce?" An Ning was about to explode with anger.

Just moments ago, she had told her father to go home and get a divorce, but her mother actually tried to stop it, even forbidding her from interfering.

She was about to burst with rage.