She cared deep down, but there was nothing she could do.
Her words carried no weight; no one listened, and the decisions made by her eldest nephew couldn't be changed by anyone. Only Little Brother's words could be taken into consideration, and the mysterious death of her second nephew couldn't be clarified even when she went back to her parent's home.
Zhou Yan felt wronged inside, yet no one spoke up for her.
Without saying another word, Xu Xiaoxiao pulled her mother over, "Don't talk about that now. Why bring these things up just as Little Uncle has come back?" What's done is done; talking about it now won't turn back time.
"Oh!" Zhou Yan obediently stood beside her son, but her eyes were still fixed on Little Brother.
"Shh! Keep it down, don't wake up Hengguang," Zhou Father cautioned carefully.
"Oh!"
It was then that everyone else quieted down.
