"Miss Liu is right."
Zhu Zongyang's voice seemed to have aged many years. He helped Madam Yu up and looked at Master Wang and Madam Wang coldly. "I'm the one who's guilty of my daughter's death. I'll spend the rest of my life in regret, but you won't have a good life either. I'll wait to see the Wang family being wiped out."
Zhu Zongyang looked at Liu Sanniang and lowered his head. "Miss Liu, I'm sorry… and thank you."
Zhu Zongyang staggered towards the bed and picked up Zhu Yan. Madam Yu seemed to know what he was going to do. She wiped her tears and followed him.
Their voices were low, but it made people's hearts break. Zhu Zongyang and Madam Yu said softly, "Yan, we'll take you home. Don't be afraid. When we're home, there is nothing you need to be afraid of."
Zhu Zongyang carried Zhu Yan's corpse and walked out of the mansion step by step. No one dared to stop him.
Wei Shilai frowned and looked at Master Wang and Madam Wang.
