At these words, Zhang Qingxiang sighed, then said, "Little sister, you've suffered so much over the years, and it's our fault. Father, as well as elder brother and the rest, have always felt very sorry towards you. You must still hold many grumbles against us now, don't you?"
With these words uttered, the atmosphere in the car immediately became heavy.
Zhang Qingxiang kept her head down, not even daring to look at the expression on Mother Xu's face.
Putting herself in the other's shoes, if she were Mother Xu, harboring resentment towards the Zhang Family would be nothing but normal.
Mother Xu spoke up, "I am not a saint, to say I have no grievances at all would definitely be a lie, I wouldn't believe it myself."
Zhang Qingxiang's expression instantly became somewhat somber.