Shen Tianming's face stiffened, he said nothing.
Weilan knew her father had tacitly accepted her words.
She tugged at her lips and said, "I understand, I know what's been on her mind all these years, hasn't she always thought this way? Another time or one less makes no difference to me."
Shen Tianming listened to Weilan's calm words, his face stiffened as well.
"Weilan, your mom has been taking her anger out on you."
"And you too," Weilan looked into the distance indifferently, "Weren't your words just now also venting your anger? But what's the point of venting?"
"It's pointless." Shen Tianming smiled self-deprecatingly, "After all, life is just like that."
Weilan knew that her feelings for her mother weren't deep, the actions her mother had taken over the years had already broken her heart.
Now, towards the Shen Family, as long as they don't cause trouble, she can still get by.
