Lan Tingyun watched his mother clamor at the side, his heart turning cold.
He knew that his mother didn't love him, but he didn't expect that he had no place in his mother's heart at all.
"Mom! Did you really throw a birthday party when I was about to die?"
Lan Tingyun sat on the hospital bed with tears in his eyes. His sudden voice shocked Zhao Xiumei.
"Tingyun! You're awake? My son, your life is so bitter. Your biological daughter bullied your mom while you were unconscious. Now that you're awake, you have to discipline her."
Now, Zhao Xiumei was putting on a pitiful appearance so that her son could pity her.
But what she didn't know was that her son's heart had turned cold.
"Tingyun, you're awake?"
Xu Yanshan's expression turned to one of shock and sadness.
"My dad just woke up, what are you doing here?"
