Mu Chenyan's heart was conflicted. She truly did not know how to console her.
Wen Ya had calmed down once she had finished crying. Her eyes were red and swollen, and her entire body trembled from exhaustion.
"I'm sorry… Can I… Can I water the Japanese banana tree?"
The corners of Wen Ya's eyes were streaked with tears. She mumbled something about the ground near the Japanese banana tree being a mess. Aside from Wen Ya, no one knew that her child was buried under the tree. How could she leave this area dirty?
"Of course!" said the police officer who was busy taking inventory of the scene. He continued, "But I have to remind you that this is a crime scene, Mrs. Yuan. You can't live here anymore because we'll have to seal it later."
Wen Ya nodded. "I know."
