Qing Baichang's words made everyone freeze for a moment; they all stared at Qing Baichang in confusion.
Su Qingluan's eyes showed a hint of puzzlement.
I go with you of my own accord? What are you thinking?
Jin Ang's brows furrowed; he said in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"
"Su Qingluan, do you want your mother to die because of you?"
Ignoring Jin Ang, Qing Baichang turned his head to look at Su Qingluan.
Su Qingluan's whole body trembled, a look of shock flashed in her eyes. "You… what are you trying to do?"
As for her mother, Su Qingluan only had memories from before the age of three. That year, her mother was taken away; her father, in order to keep her alive, slit his own throat in front of the people taking her mother. In that moment, her mother told her she had to live.
The scene from that day was something she could never forget for the rest of her life.
