There's another reason too, she can't wait any longer... too scared that tonight might be the last where she falls asleep, for she might never wake up. She wished that it were true, that she would no longer have to search endlessly for her own lineage...
Wanqing spoke all afternoon and into the night, recalling all the happiness and sufferings of her life. She cried, and those who listened cried with her. Several times, Mu Tianying could not help but hold her tightly in his arms, whispering, "It's alright... it's alright... I'm here for you now."
Old Mrs. Jin echoed, "And you have me, too! Poor child, don't be afraid. Even if we are not related by blood, I would still be willing to adopt you as my granddaughter! No one will be able to bully you in the future!"
Upon hearing this, Zou Zheng and Xiao Xiao subconsciously glanced at Jin An'an. Jin An'an was clutching a handkerchief, touched by Wanqing's story to the point of tears.
