Ying Sheng walked on the sidewalk with her hands in her leather jacket pocket. Her brows were bumped together when she realized she has no idea where she was going. She had a fight with her mother about the type of friends she associates with and the way she dresses. Her mother had made it perfectly clear how disappointed she is because she wanted her daughter to be a princess envied by everyone in the high society instead she got a gangster!
Ying sheng had laughed when she heard her mother. She wanted to ask her whose fault it was that she had turned out this way but she was too lazy to argue with her mother. She knew nothing would change so she had walked out on her mother. Leaving the woman to fume behind.
