Wei Ting said self-deprecatingly, "So she never had me in her heart, nor did she have the Wei family."
Su Xiaoxiao looked at Wei Ting steadily. "No, she probably didn't intend to betray you."
Wei Ting clenched his fists. "What about Fu Su's sachet?"
It must be very painful to suspect his mother. It was as if his faith for 21 years had instantly collapsed, but he was not even qualified to collapse.
Because he was Wei Ting.
He was the only male member of the Wei family who survived.
Su Xiaoxiao's heart ached for this man.
… It was just a little. It couldn't be more.
Su Xiaoxiao tugged at his sleeve and opened the two sachets Madam Li had given her. "Look."
… .
Old Madam Wei's courtyard was brightly lit.
After hearing the two children's explanation, Old Madam Wei could not recover for a long time.
"Matriarch?" Su Xiaoxiao took her pulse with three fingers, ready to save her at any time.
