But in that moment, Qin Na was truly like a child abandoned by her parents.
Seeing it was her niece, Qin Na sat up. She rubbed her eyes, red from crying, and asked softly, "Xiao Jiao, do you need something?"
"Aunt, if you feel awful, just cry it out. It's okay. When you're done crying, we'll go on living our lives. There's no hurdle we can't clear, no river we can't cross."
As Qin Jiao spoke, she sat on the edge of the bed and patted her aunt's shoulder. Qin Na couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears.
She sobbed, "I knew they might not be happy about me and Jianhua, but I never imagined they'd try to make me marry that Blacksmith Li! When I wanted to get a divorce, they wouldn't let me escape that hellhole. Now, they're trying to push me into another one!"
Qin Na cried as she spoke. Qin Jiao poured her a glass of water and sat quietly by her side.
