This despair, Fang Lingwei imagined before, but could not truly feel.
Only now does she painfully understand how much mental torment her mother endured back then.
"Mom!"
Fang Lingwei cried as she threw herself forward, kneeling in front of the coffin: "Mom! Your daughter has hurt you, your daughter failed to see clearly and married the wrong person, causing you harm! Ah!"
Gu Xinzhou clutched her chest and slowly slid down to the ground.
Song Zhen reacted to support her, but she was already sitting there, one hand propping herself up, the other clutching her chest, her entire body numb and unable to move.
This physical reaction elicited by her emotions made it impossible for Gu Xinzhou to pretend to be strong.
She silently gazed at her grandmother, silently gazed at her mother, and silently shed tears.
Just past one in the morning, Shen Shiqing returned with the boy and girl twins, Yueming had stopped crying, but walked in hand in hand with her brother.
