When Wen Meiyu perceived her little thoughts, Wang Lin immediately felt awkward, with complaints flooding her heart, blaming herself for being too hasty.
Wen Meiyu sniffed and, with a bitter smile, said, "In this life, I only have Xixi as a daughter. She spent her life yearning for a man but to no avail. If she were to see from the heavens that even her parents are no longer hers alone, I can't imagine how heartbroken she would be. I can't, I just can't..."
Her words became softer, but her tears grew more abundant, and soon, Wen Meiyu was crying again.
Wang Lin breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
By evening, Chi Jingming arrived.
When he came, he brought Luo Peirou with a number of gift boxes.
Seeing Wen Meiyu's haggard appearance, Chi Jingming said with concern, "Aunty Lin, you must take care of yourself. Otherwise, Xixi will be upset."
