At this moment, Jiang Huifang could no longer hold back her emotions. She sat down on the edge of the bed and bent down to hug Wei Xiaoqing and cry. "Xiaoqing, I missed your father too. Tell me, why did we have to be so muddle-headed back then? Even if he did not want me, at least he was still good to you."
"Yes." Wei Xiaoqing turned her face away, "Dad is still very good to me."
Jiang Huifang looked at Wei Xiaoqing's face. A sour feeling arose in her heart. "Now that you have given the company to Hou Yingyi and are living under someone else's roof, look at what has happened to your fate? He is not as good to us as when your father is around!"
Ever since Wei Xiaoqing had married Hou Yingyi, what kind of life had she been living?
Even when she wanted to buy a new set of maternity clothes, Yu Meilin would ask her various questions. If her clothes were a little too expensive, she would be scolded rudely.
