Kapitel 533: The News Agency Interviews

Aunt Yang's eyes brimmed with tears as she laughed and said, "Indeed, had I thought this way earlier, I wouldn't have spent countless nights crying in bed, heartbroken and distraught over an ungrateful son and a woman who had no obligation to treat me well. Why should I cry for them? Now, I've come to terms with it. Whatever Yang Tao says or does, it's all up to his conscience."

She was still alive and well, capable of eating and working, yet she received no respect or filial piety from Yang Tao and his wife. Was she really expected to hope for their care when she could no longer work for herself?

She realized how ridiculous such a thought was, let alone wondering whether Yang Tao would bury her after her death. She was no longer afraid, leaving everything to Yang Tao's conscience.