Han Luoli carefully stored the diary away. Now that he knew the truth about his mother's death, he would not just sit back and wait for fate to take its course.
Wen Zhiyan, how do you wish to die...
Han Family Villa.
This time, Han Luoxi returned with Wen Zhiyan.
The two of them acted like everything was normal, as if the previous events were just fleeting clouds. It was as if they'd merely gone to the market and returned home, so carefree and content.
"Dad, Mom, I heard from Luoxi that Zaijing he..." The woman choked up, unable to finish her sentence, tears streaming down.
Old Mrs. Han and Old Mr. Han were unified in their decision to ignore her. Whether true or false, they had nothing left to do with this woman.
It was enough to make one sick; letting Han Zaijing unknowingly play the father and use the Han Family like a meal ticket for so many years.
She only still dared to show up at the Han Family because she had saved Old Mrs. Han's life years ago.
