Each word and sentence is a testament of blood and tears, and it accuses that person's cruelty and ruthlessness...
God knows how she was able to write so many words back then, and how she died in such despair and solitude, with no one knowing her situation at the time...
Dou Yijun took a few steps back, his body hitting the vase, making a clang noise, and the vase fell to the ground, shattering into countless pieces.
Suddenly, he rushed toward Wei Yue like a madman, snatched the Blood Book from his hands, and as he looked at it, he began to cry, his expression crazy and filled with hatred.
"Mother, don't worry, I will avenge you and make that vile maid pay a terrible price!"
No wonder she had distanced herself from the Wei Family all these years, even secretly sabotaging it, and her gaze upon him was ice cold.
It turns out she was not the loving and caring mother she once was...
