Speaking of An Zijie, Shu Yimo could hardly remain calm.
She couldn't define her feelings for An Zijie now, possibly numbed to the point where she couldn't even bring herself to hate...
"No, Yimo, he's your dad, don't talk about him like that... he does care about you, he's just too limited in what he can do. He struggled with your mother's situation, with your situation, I know he did, Yimo... your grandparents, they're just too..."
Ye Shang endured the pain in her body as she spoke hastily and emotionally, which tugged at her wounds and tormented her, causing her brows to furrow tightly and her complexion to grow even paler.
"Don't always look for reasons in others for your own faults, pushing the blame onto them solves nothing."
