Chu Zhihe was reprimanded by her own son in such a tone, and her entire body trembled slightly. For so many years, everything she did was for her son.
For her son, she was even willing to sacrifice her life.
What did etiquette and honor matter?
But in the end, what she got in return was such a horrid expression from her son.
She felt an unspeakable sadness and sorrow in her heart.
"How am I supposed to face others like this? With a mother as lowly as you, how am I supposed to face the world with pride? If you're going to do this, then you might as well die..." Chu Tiange vented his emotions wildly.
When that word "die" was uttered, Chu Zhihe was completely stunned, not even her tears would flow, her body went rigid, and she could no longer hear anything.
"Then you might as well die..."
"Then you might as well die..."
"Why don't you go and die?"
