"Yan'er, I was wrong, wrong in not going to the Xiao Family to bring you back the first chance I had."
"Haha, if I hadn't come to find you, would you have remembered you have a woman and a daughter out there?"
Du Yan no longer had much hope left to live on.
Since that's the case, there was no need to hide anymore; she would reveal all the hardships she had endured in her life.
"Xiao Yan, you've misunderstood Family Head Du."
At this moment, a white-haired elder, supported by a servant, approached, leaning on a cane.
Beside him, an elderly woman sat in a wooden wheelchair.
Regret and remorse were written all over their faces.
"Who are you?"
Du Yan's eyes grew sharp, filled with overwhelming bitterness.
But she held back and didn't show her worst side.
"Xiao Yan, my granddaughter, I've wronged you in this life, and I have wronged Xiao'er too."
The elderly woman in the wheelchair was excited, wanting to get up and touch Du Yan's face, but she couldn't.
