"We should find my granddaughter... this is the only way I can atone to my sins to my Nui.... bring Tian home to us, please...."' Murong Jia sobbed, hugging her husband.
Murong yang sighed loudly. "there have been no traces of that child anywhere...."'
"No no.. Shao saw her yesterday. Here.." With her trembling hands she picked up her phone and showed her husband the photo of a young girl in casual white t-shirt and baggy pants. "This is our grandchild I'm sure...."
"Honey....that girl is not our grandchild. It's not," Murong yang gently held her back, but his wife fought out of his hold.
"She is our granddaughter!! How can you say that!.."
Suddenly her hysteric facial expressions changed to calm one.
