Seeing her somewhat lost in thought, Mrs. Chen spoke again, "Saying this might upset you. But if you're determined not to awaken, I still have to say it."
Qiao Mo looked at her without speaking.
"Actually, the woman Nancheng has been looking for isn't dead. But she's living a very miserable life." Mrs. Chen said gently.
Not dead?
Very miserable...
Did they previously think the woman was dead?
Qiao Mo's head was a mess, but the more she tried to think, the less she could recall anything.
The memories still remained blank, except for the journal records she had written.
Yet, peculiarly, the pages from seven years ago had been ripped out.
What does Mrs. Chen mean by her words?
Could it be that they have already found that woman...
Thinking of this, Qiao Mo's face turned a bit pale, unsure if Fu Nancheng would go looking for her once he knew.
