Alright, she admits she has a strong self-esteem, but shouting or not shouting will not reduce much of the pain. For the sake of face in front of everyone in the future, it's better to be a bit braver.
When Zhao Yulan came in again, her eyes were full of heartache seeing her daughter. As a woman, she certainly knows how intense this pain is. She actually hopes her daughter could be a bit more brash, or act out a bit; seeing her endure like this, with her little red face, really pierces the heart of her as a mother...
"Mom..." Chuxia tried hard to squeeze out a smile, "I'm okay, the pain is still bearable. Oh yes, Mom, I want to eat something."
"Here." Lin Yanqiu hurriedly took the thermos forward and poured a bowl of ginseng chicken soup for her daughter-in-law.
