Mother Tao let out a heavy sigh. She didn't know what to do with Tan Jing, the daughter she once had. A bond of motherly love, built over more than a decade, had been severed. Even knowing that Tan Jing's intentions were not pure, and feeling extreme distaste, the thought of Tan Jing possibly harming Tao Qi intentionally was something she found difficult to accept.
Tan Rou noticed Mother Tao's distress and, feeling sorry for her, wrapped an arm around her shoulder. Although she hoped her family would see Tan Jing's true colors and not be deceived by her frail facade, she still felt uneasy whenever she saw Tao Qi's conflicted expressions and Mother Tao's look of disappointment.
But there was no choice; better short-term pain than long-term torment. It was better to suffer now than to be utterly disillusioned by being conned by Tan Jing in the future.
