Hearing this, Miao Yajing's heart turned to ash in an instant, and she said no more, turning to walk toward the direction of the bedroom.
Watching her daughter's retreating figure, Zhou Mei shook her head again, "Why are kids these days so different from our time?"
As she finished speaking, she turned to Miao Zhentao, "Back in our day, did we need our parents to constantly nag and lecture us? The kids nowadays, you tell them a thousand times and it doesn't work, look at Jingjing, she's becoming more and more rebellious!"
Zhou Mei didn't lower her voice on purpose because she meant for Miao Yajing to hear it.
In fact.
Miao Yajing did hear these words.
She couldn't express how she felt inside.
She never denied the love her parents had for her.
It was just that sometimes, this love was suffocating.
Especially after they had a second child.
Whenever it was possible, they would always make her yield to her younger brother.