Her words were gentle and faint, yet seemed to possess an indescribable magic that involuntarily prompted Mother An to shut her mouth.
"Since I was young, you bought the latest toys for my sister, brought her beautiful dolls, took her to amusement parks to play... But what about me? Whenever there was a sale at the department store, you didn't even care if the clothes fit me, you'd just buy five or six sets in a rush, and that was all my new clothes for the whole year."
"Not to mention taking me out to play. I will always remember, in the fifth grade, when a lady from your workplace visited us at home, saw me, and said, 'Is this your child? I always thought you only had Qinqi.'"
