If he really did save her, then their relationship would have been a lot simpler. His daughter also wouldn't be hating him so much. He certainly wasn't a good father—he didn't even have any right to be her father. He wasn't even willing to save her life. She deserved to hate him; he was a bad guy. He was, as the child had said, a bad guy.
Song Wan placed her hand on Chu Lui's shoulder and gripped tightly. "Ah Lui, don't be like that. We didn't know." It was just that their ignorance brought about a large price—so large that none of them could calculate its size.
So close, their granddaughter was so close to death—so, so close to death.
"Then Rainy, is she alright now?" Song Wan frantically asked. "Has she recovered?"
