"Sister Daya, whether you're a man or a woman, you're living for yourself. Your parents just care way too much about having a son, and not enough about daughters. You have your own hands and feet to make your own money, you don't need a man to provide for you.
You were in a relationship with Yiliang, you were always thinking about him, but how did he treat you? You left him, and aren't you still able to live your life? And it's happier than being with him, right?
You need to know you depend on no one but yourself, you don't have to please anyone, understand?" Xu Ying looked at her frustratedly.
Living in that kind of family really was too distressing.
Lu Daya nodded, wiped her tears away, and her eyes, red and swollen, followed Xu Ying and Xu Jingjing back to the village.
Once at the Xu family's home, Xu Ying prepared a basin of water for Lu Daya to wash her face, urging her to clean up quickly.
