Ye Mingmei became more and more agitated as she spoke, and finally, she sat down on the nearby sofa, grabbed a cushion, and propped it under her chin, puffing her cheeks.
It seemed like she was the one being attacked by the media.
"I remember you didn't like Youxuan before."
Su Yiru didn't look at the newspaper, but folded it and put it aside.
She should have foreseen the media's attacks when she decided to sue Qin Youxuan.
All of this probably still had something to do with the Yu family.
The guilt in Su Yiru's heart was unspeakable; she could only choose to ignore it to feel a bit better.
But what Ye Mingmei said was rather unexpected.
"Before was before, now is now. She has changed a lot, and she's no longer as fierce to me as before. I was naive before, everyone around me flattered me, and I acted like a princess. Now I realize that without mom and dad, I am nothing."
Ye Mingmei bowed her head, her tone somewhat melancholic.
