Her first words shattered the pretense which Jiang Ruan had managed to sustain up to that point.
They completely tore apart her cold, hard facade. Even though she hated Lou Luchuan, she didn't know how to face a man like him. But before she could make her final decision, this man made the choice for her.
To rest eternally in this desolate place.
To put her at ease, to free her from distress.
"His life was truly tragic."
The rain blurred Cheng Xu's face, forcing her to squint to see the man's photo on the tombstone.
"He also had serious heart disease. Over these years, he's had to maintain the balance in the Lou Family, fend off a mother and daughter, and guard against Yun Lan's overt and covert attacks. All so he could provide you with a peaceful future."
Jiang Ruan remained silent, her eyelids feeling heavy.
