This upbringing lasted for more than 20 years.
The child that she raised with her own hands was not something that Zhou Xiang could trample on.
Moreover, Zheng Wanyin was the only person in this world that she was related to by blood.
She had to protect Zheng Wanyin.
Zhou Xiang wanted to bully Zheng Wanyin?
No Way!
The more Xie Wanqiu thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt, “She’s only so young, and I raised her up in a pile of SH * t and pee, yet she’s doing so well! And now she’s repaying me like this, Oh my God! Why is my life so miserable! If I had known this would happen, I wouldn’t have become someone’s stepmother even if I starved to death outside! It’s a thankless task! ”
A child can have anyone.
It just can’t be without a mother.
All these years, she had always played an important role in Zhou Xiang’s life, but Zhou Xiang didn’t know how to be grateful at all.
How could there be someone like her in the world?