Yun Ya thought to herself that she had underestimated this woman's resilience. If she wasn't even afraid of death, what else could she not do?
"You all leave. I want to be alone with Nanrong for a while." Pei Ying said calmly.
Yun Ya and Doctor Hua left together.
Yan Nangui glanced at Pei Ying, his gaze slightly complex, then turned and walked out.
"Nanrong."
Yan Nanrong knelt by her bedside, "Mom."
"Nanrong, it's my fault, I know you want to know what happened. The night Xinyi died, I did see her. I just went to persuade her to leave you, but who knew she couldn't come to terms with it... It's my fault, I pushed her to her death, if you want to blame someone, blame me."
Yan Nanrong shook his head violently, "You're my mother, how could I blame you?"
"Nanrong, I've lived enough this life, and now I feel a sense of relief. I've done many wrong things in my life, but I've spent the latter half trying to atone for them. My only worry is you and Zizi...."
