"Mom!" When Bai Meiyue saw the yellow-faced woman, she couldn't help but cry. She threw herself at the woman and hugged her tight. "Mom, mom… I am so glad that you are alright. I am sorry, Mom… I am sorry. I was wrong!"
Yan Wanning's eyes turned red when she heard her daughter cry. She hugged Bai Meiyue back and immediately coaxed her, "Don't cry, don't cry. It is your mother who is at fault; I should have fought harder with that bastard. I thought that he would treat you better; after all, no lion would eat his cub–wuu, who would have thought that …."
She trailed off and didn't dare to speak anymore. Her poor daughter had truly suffered. If Bai Qingshi was in front of her, she would have turned him into a eunuch such that he would never harm anyone again.
"It's alright, Yueyue. There is no need to cry anymore," Bai Zhan placatingly said. "Look aren't we fine now?"
