The servant looked at the mother and daughter and sensibly left.
In such a large living room, the two of them just stared at each other.
"Mom, I'm back." Ye Wu spoke, calling to her.
Mrs. Ye raised her eyebrows, without speaking.
"I'm sorry." Ye Wu said, her already red and swollen eyes began to turn red again.
Mrs. Ye remained silent, her expression unchanged.
Ye Wu bit her lip for a long time, "I'm going back to my room."
"Xiaowu." Mrs. Ye suddenly called her.
Ye Wu paused her steps and turned to look at her mother.
"Xiaomei is dead." Mrs. Ye said each word without emotion.
As if the person lost was not her own daughter.
Ye Wu felt somewhat saddened.
She really felt somewhat sad. No matter how bad her relationship with Ye Mei had been, Ye Mei's death still caused heartache.
"Because she tainted our Ye Family, because she failed our ancestors." Mrs. Ye said each word with determination.
