Compared to Mrs. Yan's copious weeping, Yan Mushen seemed somewhat indifferent.
"Stop crying. This was Yanyan's fate. I hope in her next life she'll be more sensible and won't make the wrong choices again." There was a time when Yan Shu was also their cherished daughter.
Unfortunately, Yan Shu did not treasure that.
As the daughter of the affluent Yan Family, her future held infinite possibilities. Yet, regrettably, she took the wrong path and nearly brought down the Yan Group.
Death, for Yan Shu, might have been the best outcome.
"Yan Mushen! Your heart is too cold! No matter what, Yanyan was our daughter!" Mrs. Yan cried deeply.
Yan Mushen sighed and then said, "Yanyan is dead. Do you think I'm not heartbroken? But rather than letting her suffer alive in a mental hospital, it's better for her to die quickly! Death, for Yanyan, is another form of release!"
Mrs. Yan was stunned.
Because what Yan Mushen said did sound quite reasonable.
