Mo Xiaoqi ultimately did not continue to ask.
Since Wen Mian had a need, she would help as much as possible.
And after receiving the money, Wen Mian promptly gave the funds to Shang Meijuan.
The two met in the hospital room, the atmosphere unusually eerie.
Shang Meijuan looked at Wen Mian with an expression tinged with suspicion.
"This money is for you."
Wen Mian's straightforwardness took Shang Meijuan somewhat aback.
"For me?"
The woman incredulously widened her eyes in the moment.
Wen Mian simply nodded calmly, as if the matter was nothing out of the ordinary.
"Whether this incident was intentional or an accident, it began because of me. The accident has happened, and none of us can change that, so I can only try to make amends as much as possible."
As her words ended, Wen Mian took a breath, while a layer of mist formed in Shang Meijuan's eyes.
"Is it because of what my mother said..."
"It isn't."
Before Shang Meijuan could finish, Wen Mian bluntly interrupted.
