She spoke softly.
"If it's not that child, it's just not the same."
As a mother, she should have had a lot to say, but after hearing what had been said, she found herself at a loss for words.
She gently patted her on the shoulder, "Don't think about it too much now, just get some rest, everything will pass."
Will it?
She didn't know.
When she first heard of this child's existence, she wanted to remove it, to avoid any disruption to her future. But after the child was truly gone, she felt as if she had lost all meaning in her life.
'Grief' was not enough to describe what she felt.
Lady Dongfang glanced at the person at the door and walked out.
"How is she, is her mood still not good?" Mr. Dongfang had paced back and forth at the door countless times already.
"The blow was too heavy; it seems it will take a while for her to recover."
"Ah, who on earth wants to harm our Lingling? And to be so cruel. Once we catch that person, we must send them to jail."
