"It can only provide relief, not a cure. This is already very good, considering I can still walk around now, whereas before, I couldn't walk at all. Come, sit beside Mom." Yu Zhaohui lifted her hand to pull her.
Tang Yu sat on the edge of the bed.
Yu Zhaohui looked at her daughter's face and asked, "How come you look so listless too?"
"Do I?" Tang Yu touched her face, "I don't feel it."
"Work is important, but don't wear yourself out too much." Yu Zhaohui took out a card from the drawer. "There's five hundred thousand in here, not a lot, but Mom will give you more when you use it up."
"I have money to spend." Tang Yu pushed the card away.
"Is it given by Ye Sihan?"
"I was working before, and now I'm a star, how could I be short of money." Tang Yu said.
"That is your business, this is just a little something from Mom."
Tang Yu still didn't take the card in her hand, her expression somber, "Mom, why did you and Dad get a divorce? What was the real reason that led to it?"