Tears fell like severed strings, and despite her desperate attempt to contain them, it had no effect.
Yan's mother let out a sigh of relief as she watched the helicopter fly away, her eyes shining with satisfaction.
There were two possibilities for Lian Jie not showing up today.
The first was that Lian Jie was really dead.
The second was that Lian Jie had chickened out.
Either way, it was all to Yan's mother's advantage.
Now, all that was left was to deal with Lian Xinying.
Upon returning to the house, she saw Lian Xinying looking like a dying animal, her red eyes filled with despair and hatred, truly pitiful.
"Lian Xinying, before you die, let me tell you something," said Yan's mother as she walked up to stand in front of her, calm and collected, standing like a queen, "Your mother wasn't killed by me; she went to prison because of that embezzler on the run. Your father's accident three years ago also had nothing to do with me. I was involved in economic crimes..."
