Wu Qihua had raised Wu Sheng all by herself in this day and age. She'd been through it all.
She could see the anxiety in Su Li's heart as clear as day.
She knew exactly how Su Li felt. She had experienced everything Su Li had and then some.
Her heart was filled with emotion, but a faint smile played on her lips.
It wasn't for any other reason. She simply admired Su Li.
Anxious as Su Li was, she didn't hide a thing, laying out her actual circumstances.
She looked her in the eye and told her everything candidly.
She was nervous, but she was also brave. Wu Qihua believed that if she said anything harsh, the young woman before her would hold her head high and walk away.
She would be hurt, but she would never beg or cause a scene. She would leave with her dignity intact.
Wu Qihua admired that strength and independence. In Su Li, she saw a reflection of her younger self.
Wu Qihua's gentle, wise eyes rested on Su Li as she shared her thoughts.
