On the day of Yuan Yifan's execution, she was once again headline news.
I leaned on the chaise lounge outside the bay window, scrolling through various comments on the news on my phone.
On the internet, the constant vitriol towards her was unending.
I heard from my father that Chen Hong attempted to stop the police van that was transporting Yuan Yifan to her execution site and fainted on the spot from crying.
But she was besieged by relatives of those who had lost their loved ones, who said she deserved it, that her daughter was responsible for destroying countless families.
The next day, the incident where Chen Hong was attacked and maligned also made small news.
I merely glanced casually at these news reports.
Later on, my uncle called to apologize.
My uncle was right, if he hadn't fathered this daughter, my mother wouldn't have died unexpectedly, and I wouldn't have lost Amo.
But this wasn't directly related to him.
