Song Yunuan just watched Shu Xiang, observed her panic-stricken expression, saw her wipe away her tears and sit up straight.
But her voice was still very low.
Shu Xiang said, "Little Nuan, I didn't ask you here to discuss what to do about Gu Huaiming, but because this matter felt so bizarre yet so real, as if I really had experienced it."
Taking a deep breath, Shu Xiang slowly exhaled. She wiped her face and then said to Song Yunuan, "After I woke up, you wouldn't believe how relieved I was. It was a dream, thank goodness, it was just a dream. None of it happened, and that's such a relief. I wasn't just glad I hadn't died—I was glad that because of Gu Jiaojiao and me, no harm had come to so many of my loved ones. Even my nieces and nephews were all right. You can't imagine the ecstasy I felt at that moment, it was truly wonderful."
