Li Zecheng returned to the rented apartment dejectedly. As soon as he opened the door, he smelled blood.
Li Zecheng had a bad feeling and shouted in panic, "Mom."
Then, he staggered into Third Madam's bedroom and saw her lying on the bed. There was a shocking wound on her wrist that was bleeding.
"Mom, what are you doing?" Li Zecheng shouted crazily.
Third Madam looked at Li Zecheng with a dying expression and said in pain, "Zecheng, I'm sorry. Mom doesn't want to drag you down anymore."
Li Zecheng roared with red eyes, "You've already dragged me down. You made me lose my wife, you made me lose my father, and you turned me into a loner. What's the use of apologizing now?"
