Mom, as soon as I come back, all of your criticisms are pointed at me. You have opinions on what I don't do and what I want to do. You all organized it for me. I don't like being ordered to do anything ..." Wen Yuqing frowned, put down her chopsticks, didn't even eat rice, and got up on the second floor and went back to her room.

"Look at her, look at her. What attitude does she have? I am her mother!" Just today, I was so angry with my son, and now I want to attack this unreasonable daughter. She looked at Wen Zhanpeng and snarled, "It is...