Wei Zhengsheng looked at her for a moment and touched her head with his hand. His eyes were filled with compassion. "Daiyu, I just want you to live your life in peace and without too many storms. Whatever happened, it's all in the past. There is no need to investigate further."
"So what Yan Zixin said is true? I didn't take it seriously and just asked you…" Yu Daiyu looked at him in surprise. "I remembered clearly that my mother died from her old illness. What... What really happened?"
Wei Zhengsheng held her and helped her sit down at the dining table again. He put some food in her bowl and patted her on the shoulder. "I'll tell you after you finish eating."
