453 Understanding (2/2)

”Reflect on yourself for once,” said Dylan surprising Qiu Meihui since Dylan had never spoken so straightforwardly with her. ”It takes two to tango. If mom was in the wrong for wanting you to become an exceptional person, you're no better. You never let go of a single chance to make mom lose face before people. She hadn't met any of her old friends because of what you did.”

”But...” Qiu Meihui wanted to argue but Dylan didn't allow her.

”It's funny that mom didn't want to see you get hurt but all you ever did was to hurt mom. You wanted her to feel the pain of losing her own daughter just because she set Ying Jie as the example of a good daughter. I honestly don't know your issue with Ying Jie, but in your hatred for her, you dragged everyone.” He took a pause before adding, ”I just hope you aren't dragging Li bro in your agenda. He doesn't deserve that.”

Qiu Meihui was left feeling complicated now. She hated her mother for years just because she compared her with Ying. But the person who was doing the comparison wasn't Zhao Wei, it was she; Qiu Meihui herself who always let her insecurities get the better of herself.

”Hedi, are you drunk?”

”How do you know that?” questioned Dylan while looking around. ”Did you install cameras in my house?” He was really suspicious now. Otherwise, how did she know that he was drinking?

”I don't have to install cameras.”

”Then how do you know?”

”Because in all these years even when you'd be defending mom before me, you'd sugarcoat your words to not hurt my feelings. Tonight, your mouth is spitting poison.”

Dylan slumped on the table saying, ”How is it spitting poison? I only spoke the truth. And I never defended mom. I know she isn't perfect because she cares too much about her image. But you're no better. In fact, you both are just equally stubborn but you both won't accept it.”

”Why are you drinking? Is something wrong?”

Dylan snickered, ”And when did you start caring about my life?”

”What do you mean?”

”Sis, just because I don't care doesn't mean I don't know why you chose to lower your head before mom. You're not feeling any remorse. I know you. But trust me, if you hurt mom I won't ever forgive you!”

”Am I that evil in your eyes?”

”Evil? I don't know. But you love hurting mom and I can't see that.”

”You think too highly of me,” there was a hint of sarcasm in her voice.

Dylan didn't reply to her and hung up the call. Staring at the screen, he just mumbled, ”I wish you and mom could actually understand each other.”