She turned her face away and wiped away her tears surreptitiously, but Xia Ruoxin was still unmoved. Her heart was still like a dead sea, with no waves or ripples. There was no hurt, no scar… no pain.
It was as if it was a stranger in front of her saying, "Hi, hello. Sorry, I've got the wrong person."
Xia Ruoxin rested her chin on top of her daughter's head and hugged her even tighter.
She stared at Shen Yijun somberly as she declared. Shen Yijun listened closely.
"If you really want to help, then please don't inform the Chu family about Rainy. She's not my daughter. I can't give birth.
"She's someone else's."
Shen Yijun choked a sob. She covered her mouth as if she was scared that she would make a noise.
She nodded profusely, muffled sobs tearing out of her throat.
"Thank you." Xia Ruoxin bowed deeply to Shen Yijun with Rainy in her arms, and then she stepped away in the field of fallen leaves.
