Luo Ning looked at her with cold eyes.
"You gave birth to both me and Wuya, yet you neglected to raise us, even indulging the old lady and others to exploit and bully us."
"What's more, you treat Luo Zhu, who always bullied us, better than your own daughters. Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning? Why should I be?"
She sneered again. "The key point is, you're nice to others, but they may not appreciate it. They still chew you out and stir up the old lady to deal with you."
"…" Mother Luo was speechless.
Mother Luo actually disliked Luo Zhu, but to curry favor with the old lady and her husband, she had to be nice to her.
Deep down, she had always valued sons over daughters.
Over the years, being kind to Luo Zhu had become a habit. Now hearing her daughter speak like this, she felt uncomfortable.
Especially since that morning, Luo Zhu had lectured her.
