"Letting you die would be too easy for you," Ye Sihan's dark eyes shimmered with a merciless sheen, "Since you want to atone for your sins, I'll give you that chance."
"As long as you let me live, I'll do anything you say."
"Just like the bitch who bore you," Ye Sihan's voice was filled with coldness and contempt.
Tang Yu understood the meaning behind his words, she and her mother were alike, both weak and disgusting people.
But she still had four children, how could she die?
For her children, she was willing to do anything.
At night, a maid came to bring her food, and actually, as soon as Tang Yu ate, she would regain her strength.
She also realized that her clothes had been changed. Then, had her cesarean scar also been seen?
When the maid came to collect the dishes, she asked her, "Who changed my clothes?"
"I did," the maid said.
"By yourself?"
"Yes."
