Yin Luoxue couldn't hold back her tears, "Mom, I really have no other choice, I'm sorry..."
He Meiru felt utterly hopeless.
"Mom, I brought your favorite dish from the past, please eat more," Yin Luoxue sobbed as she took out a thermal lunch box, "This is our last meeting, and our last meal together..."
He Meiru looked at her, wanting to say something but hesitated.
She should tell Yin Luoxue she was adopted, but once she did, there would be no one to visit her grave after Qingming.
More importantly, if she told her, she might not agree to help her seek revenge.
She preferred being remembered over being forgotten.
With this thought, He Meiru made up her mind.
Even in death, she wouldn't let those who harmed her get away easily!
He Meiru nodded resignedly and tenderly lifted her hand to caress Yin Luoxue's face, "Luoxue, my precious daughter, do you know how much Mom can't bear to part with you?"
Yin Luoxue nodded, "Mom, I know, and I can't bear to part with you either."
