Meeting the Su couple again, Mu Qingli was not emotionally stirred; she was calm, so calm it was as if nothing had ever happened.
"When you accepted that two hundred thousand, she was no longer my mother."
"But the fact that we raised you to this age is true," Su Qiandeng continued. "Dad taught you when you were very young that we must not be without conscience as human beings."
Mu Qingli enunciated each word clearly. "But the fact that you accepted the two hundred thousand is true, and condoning Su Zhenzhu throwing sulfuric acid on my face is also true."
Su Qiandeng licked his lips. "B-but no matter what you say, we still raised you for seventeen years, how can you turn your back on us?"
