Shi Yaoguang produced a video that wasn't long, and it finished quickly.
Wei Lan's complexion turned sour after watching the video.
She seemed somewhat dazed, as if her mind had drifted to something troubling.
"Mom..." Shi Yiqing, worried that her mother was recalling unpleasant memories, hurriedly rushed over and knelt at her feet, weeping, "Mom, I've wronged you, it's all my fault, if it weren't for me, Sister Yaoguang wouldn't have been switched, and I wouldn't have taken her place, it's all my fault, I deserve to die..."
With tears streaming down her face, she spoke and raised her hand to slap herself hard across the cheek.
"Smack—"
She used all her strength, and her palm-sized face instantly reddened.
Wei Lan had raised her for so long, after all; seeing her like this was heart-wrenching.
