Madam Feng surprisingly knelt down to her, "I know it was his fault, not yours, but please save him. The doctor said he has lost the will to live; he refuses to wake up. If there's no force to pull him back, he might remain this way, and maybe he doesn't have much time left. Xiangyi, I'm ashamed to come to you like this. Since the day your father tried to kill you, Qinglian has been repenting. He regrets what he did; he never wanted you dead, truly never. But now, it's too late to say anything. Xiangyi, please save him. This is the letter he wrote the night he attempted to hang himself, it's addressed to you."
In fact, Feng Qinglian avenged his deceased girlfriend, which she saw as manly. But in doing so, sacrificing her, his former wife, she thought of him as trash.
However, she never imagined that Feng Qinglian would go as far as to hang himself.
She reached out to take the letter. Although she had not been married to Feng Qinglian for long, she recognized his handwriting.
