Meanwhile, on a private estate somewhere in the capital.
Despite how high the heater was turned up in the room, the woman sitting in front of the French windows was wrapped in a thick woolen blanket. She was frowning with her eyes misty and looked absolutely frail and powerless.
Mu Xiao clutched her chest and coughed a couple of times when she heard a car pulling up outside.
"Young Mistress Xiao, why don't you go back to your room and lie down? You really need to rest," persuaded the maid beside her.
Mu Xiao shook her head. She spoke gently with her voice trembling, "Auntie Gu, do you think my big sister will forgive me? I really didn't want to take her organs. I want to see her and tell her that Ming is all hers."
Li Ming was standing at the door with a bouquet of roses. He wanted to give Mu Xiao a surprise but automatically treaded gently when he overheard the conversation inside the house.
