Chapter 11: The Pleasure of Self-Torture

re. Turning around, she saw on another wall a large scroll painting with a background depicting the tree-lined avenue from their university. The concrete pavement was shown along with herself wearing...eeing her daughter's distressed expression, Xue Liping felt somewhat pitiful and sighed wistfully. "If you can't bring yourself to call me 'Mom,' don’t force it. From the day I left the Yan family, I...