"Rong Jing, Rong Qiao... I never harmed you, didn't even offend you, why do you treat me like this... why so cruel to someone who's already fallen into the abyss of despair..."
"I still have two children... how can you bear it? Huh?"
Rong Jing looked at Su Xiaomeng's despairing face, he thought... she was prepared when she followed them here.
At least a moment ago she was so calm, so composed...
This might be the first time in Rong Jing's life that his stone-hard heart felt slightly moved by someone's cries, by someone's grievances.
She hadn't harmed them, hadn't even offended them...
She had fallen into the abyss of despair, and she still had two children...
But isn't this how the world is? The deepest pain often comes from these kind and innocent people.
The greatest wrongs are often borne by these kind and innocent people.
At her naive, inexperienced age... she stepped into this grand mansion through a marriage.
