Wen Nianyou hadn't expected her to find out about the incident so quickly. She clutched her abdomen, pain written all over her face, "Mom, I can explain that, once the wounds on my body heal, I'll take the time to explain it to you."
"I'm really badly injured this time, Mom, don't you feel sorry for me at all?"
"I'm your daughter, the daughter you've raised for twenty-six years. Could it be that my years of filial piety can't compare to Lin Chuyi, who you've never raised or has ever been filial to you?"
Ye Jinyu saw her in such pain, and her heart clenched. Tears fell as she said, "Youyou, I've raised you for twenty-six full years, my affection for you is deeper than anything. Even though you lied to me, even though you mortgaged the family villa, I won't hold it against you."