She was trying hard to make their home better, to give her family a happy and joyful life.
But being like this only meant she wouldn't take the initiative to retaliate against others, wouldn't stir up trouble, and yet she was incapable of being truly kind-hearted.
If she brought misfortune upon herself, who could she blame?
The one she felt sorry for was Sun Lu. A life lost at a young age, all because of someone else's actions.
As for her uncle, it was all his own doing. Everything happening before his eyes hadn't reached the point of absolute desperation yet. The ridicule, the mocking, the blame he was imagining, were all in his head.
The matter of killing had nothing to do with him, they could say whatever they want! It's their mouth, and he should just live his own life.
Who cares about them!
"Nan Fei, do you agree with me? After all, he is my brother, we grew up together. Your grandmother seeing him in this state would also feel hurt."
Nan Fei: "..."
