Shen Xing lowered her head.
She could not bring herself to meet either of their eyes.
Song Meilin closed her eyes briefly.
After a few seconds, she finally sighed.
"Last night, Xing came to find me. She said she saw the attacker's face."
The moment those words left her mouth, the atmosphere inside the room subtly changed.
Su Mo's expression became colder. "Why are you only tell me this now?"
Song Meilin continued. "At the time, I didn't tell you because her answer sounded impossible."
She paused. Then slowly spoke the name.
"She claimed the attacker was Wu Yuna."
Yang Qingxi froze.
Su Mo's eyes narrowed.
Song Meilin forced out the rest.
"She believed it's her mother."
Silence filled the hall.
For a brief moment, nobody spoke.
Then—
"Not believed. She was really my mother!"
Shen Xing suddenly shouted. Tears gathered in her eyes again.
"I know what I saw! It was her!"
Song Meilin looked at her complicatedly.
"Xing..."
"No!"
Shen Xing shook her head stubbornly.
