All the bitterness and sorrow had been mercilessly buried by the passing years…
Xie Yanghua quietly looked at Su Qingtian. "Have you cried enough?"
Su Qingtian nodded. "I've cried enough."
"Today, cry out all the pain that's been piling up in your heart in one go," Xie Yanghua walked over and sat down beside the bamboo chair. He picked up his teacup. "Once you're sure you've cried enough, tell me."
Su Qingtian hung her head. After a long moment she raised it again. "I've already cried enough."
"You're sure?"
"I'm sure."
"Good." Xie Yanghua set down the teacup. "Have you thought about what you're going to do from now on? You've been completely exposed now, it's impossible for you to get close to them again. And you need to understand," his gaze darkened slightly, "I originally had no intention of letting you stay alive."
He really had planned to kill her outright…
