Wei Shufen kept her head down the entire time, her shoulders shrugging slightly, and from her throat came a low sound. It sounded somewhat hoarse and a bit strange.
Everyone speculated that she must be crying—this pitiful woman who had no sons of her own, who had cared for her elder brother's two sons as if they were her own children since they were little. Now that Wei Qin was so gravely ill, she must be heartbroken, right?
But in fact, Wei Shufen was not crying; she was laughing, unable to suppress the urge to do so.
Tang Qian was simply too ridiculous, even she herself was waiting for Wei Qin to die—it was laughable. No wonder Wei Qin wasn't going to live long, ha ha ha...
*****
When Jiang Nanfei and Huo Beijiang arrived, the corridor was filled with this suffocatingly awkward ambiance.
