One of the most complex feelings was Shen Manru's.
Her expression was neither crying nor smiling, it was simply painful, but it also seemed to hold a sense of relief.
She said nothing, instead, she went quietly to her daughter's room.
This was the only thing that gave her a bit of comfort. In this cruel autumn day, her daughter's health had strangely improved suddenly. Aside from some psychological issues, everything else seemed fine now.
What she needed was time.
Because now her daughter could sit up at the head of the bed, quietly reading under the lamp, a scene she couldn't even dream of in the past, now it had come true, how could she not be happy?
And the initial hatred also gradually faded with time, now that the truth had come out, Shen Manru didn't know why she felt a bit of pity for the lonely Gu Qiaoqiao.
Actually, to speak of it, the Qin Family was in the wrong at the very beginning.
As the mother-in-law, she hadn't taken good care of her.
