"Did I raise you just to allow you to talk to me like that?"
As Wu Ling spoke, she looked at Shi Mo sadly. "Shi Mo, have you forgotten about the time when you were young and had a fever because you had caught a cold? I was the one who kept watch over you the entire night. At that time..."
Wu Ling was playing the emotional card, trying to bring back memories of old so that Shi Mo would listen to her.
She planned on taking care of the company as she waited obediently for Shi Yu to come back and take over the company.
Wu Ling wiped her tears as she spoke, looking extremely pained. "If you still acknowledge me as your mother, then you should part with Fang Mo'er..."
"Wait a minute." Fang Mo'er could not take it anymore:
"Auntie, your sobs just now weren't in the right place. There wasn't any sense of power or sincerity in them. Let me show you."
