It would be normal for Wu Yanyun to have harbored some resentment, but after such a long time, it should have faded.
She had her own suffering, but Ni Cuihua had her own grievances too.
And besides, Wu Yanyun wasn't young anymore.
Grandma Zheng patted Ni Cuihua on the hand, "Tingting, I'm going to say something you might not want to hear, but if you really can't recognize her as your daughter, then let it be! A twisted melon is never sweet!"
Ni Cuihua's eyes reddened, "But she is still my daughter..."
She was the one who had wronged Wu Yanyun.
No matter what, she still hoped that Wu Yanyun could forgive her.
As a mother herself, Grandma Zheng understood the pain in Ni Cuihua's heart.
The next day was Sunday.
Ni Cuihua and Shangguan Dehui, as usual, paid a visit to the children at the Orphanage.
Shangguan Xi went back with Zuo Ling to meet his parents.
