Mrs. Qin saw he wasn't speaking and couldn't help but give him a shove: "What's wrong with you, child? The sky is about to collapse, yet you're not even anxious! Your father isn't worried, you're not worried, and that leaves me worrying myself sick!"
Shen Xinghan glanced at her.
She was sleepless last night, and now there were two obvious blisters around her lips.
He chuckled mockingly, withdrew his gaze, and continued staring at the calm water surface of the pond: "When Xi'er was deposed, I already said, survival comes after being pushed to the brink of death. Until the very last moment, Mother, what is there to be anxious about?"
"But… but look at what has become of our family!"
"What has it become?"
