Yan Fei's eyes flashed with a trace of embarrassment, not daring to look into Xia Weibao's eyes.
"No, this is the Yan Family's fault, but the mistake is mine.
Aunt is a strong woman, but she is also a woman, a mother.
She lost her husband's love, which is pitiful enough, and at that time, she only wanted to love her daughter well.
Her daughter lacked fatherly love, and she wanted to fill it with double the motherly love.
I hope you can understand why she ignored your affairs back then.
She couldn't get over the psychological hurdle; she went to a mental hospital to see you once, then went to the United Nations.
The only time she comes back to Huaxia is during the New Year and Weiyang's birthday for a few days; the rest of the time she refuses to return, probably because she can't face you.
Yan Fei finished speaking, not waiting for Xia Weibao to respond, took her to the third floor of the main villa.
