Ruan Feng felt a surge of joy, "Then what do you mean?"
"What could I possibly mean?" Ruan Lingyu sneered, "She doesn't see me as her mother, does anyone care about what I think? Am I in any position to decide for anyone?"
She thought Ruan Feng came to discuss the wedding attendance, but it turned out it was not the case at all.
"Don't talk like that." Ruan Feng sighed, "Lingyu, the truth is, Mianmian has never spoken ill of you in front of us. It's you who have always harbored misgivings about her. If possible, we still hope that you and Mianmian can live in harmony. Only then can our family be considered complete. We are all over fifty now, at this age, isn't it our hope to see a family united and prosperous?"
Upon hearing this, Ruan Lingyu's expression softened a bit, "Am I supposed to go and beg for her forgiveness?"
