Ai Le angrily pointed at Wen Zhiyan, as if wanting to stand up for Gu Xiaoer.
"You vicious woman, dying a thousand times over isn't enough to atone for your sins! A beautiful face with a venomous heart, that's exactly what describes a person like you!"
Wen Zhiyan silently closed her mouth and said nothing.
She had no choice; none of this was what she wanted. Everything she did was just to fulfill that person's aims.
She couldn't reveal all of this; if she spoke out, she wouldn't even be able to protect Luoxi.
Old Mrs. Han looked at Wen Zhiyan, thinking of her once tragically deceased daughter. Her heart ached, and big tears rolled down her face, punctuated by severe bouts of coughing.
"Grandma!"
Gu Xiaoer and Han Luoli called out in unison.
Old Mrs. Han waved her hand, indicating she was fine. She looked at Wen Zhiyan, now devoid of any warmth.
"Did you really kill my daughter back then?"
