"Sister, are you here to visit our mother?"
"No, I came to see Madam Qiao Lu."
"After all these years, you still can't forgive us?"
"After all these years, can you have a bit of kindness? Can you get rid of your selfishness and self-interest?"
At this point, the daughter-in-law lowered her head, and Yuan Jiaqi sighed in his heart.
Qiao Mai pushed the door and walked in. "I don't have extra time to stay here. Where is Madam Qiao Lu?"
"Mother is lying in the room, sleeping most of the time."
Qiao Mai walked into the master bedroom. The room was relatively bright with no peculiar smell. It seemed that Madam Qiao Lu hadn't suffered much after falling ill.
The daughter-in-law came to the edge of the bed and called softly.
"Mother, Mai is here to see you."
Not knowing if she heard Qiao Mai's name, Madam Qiao Lu slowly opened her eyes. When she saw Qiao Mai, she shed tears of remorse.
"Daughter-in-law, you go out first."
