Madam Chen hammered on Chen Ying's door. "Chen Ying, open this door! Do you hear me? If you don't, I'll have someone break it down."
Inside, Chen Ying could only hear the incessant pounding. She covered her ears in frustration. Every time she came home, it ended in a fight. She never understood why things had to be this way.
Why couldn't her parents be like other parents, doting on their children and considering their feelings? Her parents only ever thought about what they could get in return from her, without giving any thought to her circumstances. Is having children really just about getting a return on an investment? If so, why did they even have me?
"Mom, when I want to get married, you don't let me. When I stay single, you don't let me do that either. What exactly do you want from me?"
"Well, look at you! Daring to raise your voice at me now."
Furious, Madam Chen pounded on the door even harder. A few more hits and the door would surely give way.
