"An Jing," Lin Ming said, "Your parents gave birth to you and raised you all these years; even if they did not accomplish much, they still exerted great effort. When such a grown person like you leaves home, you should at least repay your parents."
An Jing said nothing, just sneered at Lin Ming.
Lin Ming felt like he was talking to himself.
Seeing An Jing without a young lady's proper posture, with her arms crossed and leaning against the doorframe, he felt even more that she had no respect for her elders. Even if she had been sold and her heart had grown cold towards her parents, her attitude towards them and other elders shouldn't have changed this much. After all, she used to be an obedient child, even if her timidity had been somewhat irritating.