"Mom, have I told you? Her secret inheritance realm was set up in the mountain behind our Qiaotou Village."
Wei Ziqin was stunned, and then she shook her head while tight-lipped. "It's probably that she wanted to be a bit closer to you even in death."
"Child, you are the connection she cannot cast aside." Wei Ziqin held her daughter's hands, closing them tightly around that half of a jade pendant.
"Believe Mom. If there were the slimmest hope, your birth mother would not have entrusted you to me." Wei Ziqin stroked her daughter's head gently as she murmured, "That's why, don't detest her, okay?"
"I don't detest her," Qiao Mu replied evenly.
Wei Ziqin's eyes brimmed with tears. "But Mom feels heartache seeing you so apathetic."
