Listening to the old lady's words, Xu Suying felt as if her heart were being sliced by a knife.
While she had been running from the past and living a peaceful, comfortable life, the old lady had been enduring the agony of death by a thousand cuts.
The old lady's heart had been crushed to pieces. She couldn't sleep at night, terrified of dreaming about her daughter crying for help, or seeing her suffering in the underworld.
This was her mother, who had aged so drastically because of her. She felt she deserved to die a thousand deaths for this sin.
There was no room for anyone else in the room, so Xu Shiling led everyone else outside.
In the courtyard stood Xu Yanlin, alongside Xu Shiling's older brother's wife, Mrs. Guo, who was also Xu Yanlin's mother.
The group headed to the parlor. After exchanging greetings, they sat down to talk.
Mrs. Guo held Yao'an's hand as he sat by her knee. She looked at Chen Wanqing, then at De'an, her face beaming with undeniable joy.
