The hospital room of Xue Rong was filled with people.
Everyone from the Ye Family was there, and so were all from the Tang Family.
In total, dozens of them, both old and young, had gathered, surrounding the room in a large circle.
Xue Rong looked at them one by one, giving each a glance, and finally, she smiled with satisfaction.
With a smile, she reached out, as if wanting to hold Chi Zaozao's hand.
Chi Zaozao hurried over, clasping her mother's hand.
Wearing an oxygen mask, Xue Rong spoke with great difficulty, and after a while, her weak voice emerged from her mouth.
"I have lived a happy life, especially with the company of all of you."
"If I leave, don't be sad or cry. I'm just... going to another world to accompany your grandfather. He's too lonely all by himself over there."
As she spoke, Xue Rong noticed that everyone's eyes were red. Although no one made a sound, big tears rolled down their cheeks.
Especially Chi Zaozao, who couldn't hold it in.
