"Understand." Xuxu nodded her head without a trace of hesitation.
'Xuxurusheng'. These were Grandmother's last words in this world.
As Yan Rusheng had said, this was Grandmother's last wish. There was no way she could ever repay what she owed Grandmother.
She was also not in the position to reject, nor did she have the grounds to. She should be grateful to Yan Rusheng, grateful to him for giving her a chance to make up and repay for this loss.
So even if he didn't bring this up, she also wouldn't have the audacity to wish for something that overstepped one's boundaries.
That very night, all the members from the Yan family rushed down to the capital city.
The sound of wailing echoed throughout the night. Everyone's heart-wrenching sobs tore through Xuxu's heart. She remained seated in the same posture, without moving an inch.
At some point, the tears stopped. Or perhaps, the tears had run dry, leaving only a tear-stained face.
