"Hmm, I know, I just feel stifled and needed to vent to someone," Chen Xueru said, her heart aching. This matter had been tormenting her for many days. Tang Shuwen's verbal attacks did not affect her much, but seeing Xiao Nian being mistreated pained her deeply.
Perhaps he had always lived a carefree life, born with a golden spoon in his mouth, accustomed to commanding the wind and the rain. Other's emotions seemed insignificant to them; he simply didn't care.
But she had only her son to rely on. Seeing him mistreated, how could she be at ease?
