After Han Zhuoli departed the room with Su Qing, a thick silence filled the air.
Su Anya felt utterly exhausted and had no desire to deal with her mother. She contemplated the idea of locking Su Qing away to prevent any potential harm to her life.
**THUD**
"Anya, I am begging you. Please let Su Qing donate her bone marrow. My daughter is hanging between life and death." Lin Ru fell to her knees. She realized that a harsh voice wouldn't work on Su Anya, so she tried to use the soft method.
"My daughter is only five years old and has suffered a lot. Please... I am begging you... Take pity on her." Lin Ru fell onto her knees and started to cry miserably.
Anyone who didn't know the truth may take her as a defenseless woman begging for the sake of her child, but they didn't know what kind of beast she was.
The irony was a mother trading her daughter's life for the life of another daughter.
