Fang Xinxin paused and turned back to look at her. "What is it?"
"Xinxin ah, come… come over here, sit." Fang Lilan reached out and tugged on her hand to bring her towards the couch. "We haven't chatted as a mother and daughter in a long time."
"That's true." Fang Xinxin pulled her hand back and smiled coldly. "The last time we did so was when I was eleven years old. It has nearly been eight years. All you've done since then is to command me to do this and that."
"Look at you, child! What are you talking about?" Fang Lilan glared at her lovingly. "You are mom's daughter. What's wrong in asking you to do a few things for me? Are there any children in this world who haven't worked for their mother's sake?"
Fang Xinxin turned to the side and scanned her slightly wrinkled, thickly powdered, but attractive face. "But in this world, there really aren't any mothers that are so…"
Fang Lilan did not wish to hear such words.
