"Hangyi is dead…"
The light in the old lady's eyes extinguished but she was much calmer than Lin Huang expected. He was worried that she might not be able to take the news. Nevertheless, she was much stabler than he imagined.
"It's my fault…" The old lady slapped her thigh hard.
"Mom, don't say that!"
"It has nothing to do with you!"
Yin Hangyi's two aunties stopped the old lady from hurting herself further. Lin Huang and Lin Xin were puzzled.
"How is it not my fault?! The fortune teller said that I'm no good for this family. My two husbands are dead. Now, so are my two sons, one daughter-in-law and two grandchildren. If I'm dead, nothing like that will happen to anyone!" The old lady cried and blamed herself.
Now, finally, Lin Huang and Lin Xin understood why she blamed herself.
