Lu Wanwan lowered her head to look, "Why didn't you keep this photograph for yourself?"
Xie Liancheng gave a bitter smile and walked away.
He recognized that landscape painting; it was painted by Old Master Ye.
After all, that was her father, and yet he had made a grave mistake, daring to hope for so-called forgiveness.
Seeing that painting, he knew it was impossible.
She would remember her father's death for the rest of her life, and even if she were still around, she couldn't forgive her.
If Wanwan had never met her grandfather, and Ye Jing kept this matter secret, making everyone think it was just an accident, without letting it hold too much weight in her heart, plus one by one, her relatives left, and he himself was terminally ill. He thought, Lu Wanwan wouldn't forgive either.
He nearly believed because of her magnanimity that Ye Jing would truly forgive him.
Wanwan mentioned that she had a cousin, who was Ye He's son back then.
