"I met with Sang Zhilan," Tang Yuxin rested her head against the soft pillow behind her. It didn't matter to her who in this world deceived, hurt, or harmed her, but her own mother had practically killed her once already, and still she was just as heartless this time.
It was almost a situation of one corpse, three lives. If she were to harbor even the slightest affection for her after this, she would be failing her two children, who were still so young and had nearly been killed by their maternal grandmother.
No matter how much she owed Sang Zhilan, she would never repay her with her own life or the lives of her children.
"What was she here for?"
Upon hearing the name Sang Zhilan, Gu Ning's expression grew colder due to the indignation he felt.
"What else could she want? She was after my prescription."
If Tang Yuxin didn't know by now what Sang Zhilan was plotting, she would be a fool.
