"Chuxia, your mother is telling you about Qiyan's thoughts, not wanting to keep you in the dark..." Glancing at Zhou Mikang in the driver's seat and seeing his expression unchanged, Zhao Yulan continued, "Even if she knows she was wrong and wants to change, you don't owe her anything. You've helped her as much as you can and done all you could; there's no reason to feel guilty."
"Mom, that's true, but sometimes, a little more comfort can prevent someone from taking more detours. If she really goes back home..." Chuxia paused and shook her head helplessly, "Forget it, you can only blame her for this; whether she goes home or stays here, it's about the same."
"Yeah, marrying Liu Zhenqiang isn't necessarily a good thing..." Zhao Yulan couldn't help but sigh, "But if she doesn't marry him, what kind of person can she find? This path seems to have led her to a dead end, whether we help or not, it's the same outcome."
