Yesterday, after she and her son returned home, her son didn't even wait for a straight answer before running into the room to rummage through her trunks.
He pulled out the marriage contract from one of the trunks. On it, brazenly written, was the name "Chen Wanyue."
Her son was so enraged he spat a mouthful of blood and fainted on the spot.
Mrs. Li was scared witless. She didn't dare feign unconsciousness any longer. Scrambling to her feet, she shook her son and ordered Qiaoxin to fetch a doctor.
The doctor arrived quickly. After administering acupuncture and a dose of medicinal decoction, her son revived.
However, after waking, her son seemed to be in a stupor.
He wouldn't speak, simply lying stiffly in bed, staring at the canopy with tears streaming from his wide-open eyes.
Mrs. Li said everything she could to express her regret, but it was all for naught. Her son's eyes didn't even flicker.
