"..." Luo Ziqiao looked at Lu Ming with sympathy.
"No matter who gave her the courage, it's been so long, and right now, what you need to do is find a way to make it up to your wife. You've been gone for a whole year after such an incident. I heard from Bai Yun that Yiren even suffered from depression and nearly killed herself over it. At that time, Bai Yun was so worried that she visited the Jing Family every day. Yiren has suffered so much, of course, she won't forgive you."
Upon hearing this, Lu Ming's eyes suddenly narrowed, he sat up straight, his heart rising to his throat.
"Suicide?"
Luo Ziqiao nodded slightly: "She swallowed 30 sleeping pills! Fortunately, Bai Yun discovered it in time and got her to the hospital for a stomach wash. At that time, no one from the Jing Family was around except the servants, and since Yiren didn't let Bai Yun tell anyone, only Bai Yun and I knew about it!"
