Bibi Dong's face showed no fluctuation of emotion, nor did she seem to have any desire to fight. At that moment, she was like an elderly person in her final years, leaving behind her last words after realizing her life had reached its end.
Zhao Xuan pondered for a moment before slowly nodding. Then he looked up at Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue. With equal numbers on both sides, the two of them had no chance at all.
Bibi Dong broke free from Qian Renxue's embrace, then turned toward Qian Renxue, who had already cried herself into a tearful mess. Her gaze was as gentle as water.
"Xiaoxue, this is the first time... perhaps also the last time... I'll call you that..."
Bibi Dong's voice was very gentle, yet Qian Renxue's delicate body trembled. As the truth hidden behind the mist gradually came to light, she somehow began to feel afraid.
Ever since childhood... since she had been very, very young, she had been searching for the answers. She wanted to understand why Bibi Dong had given birth to her yet treated her this way. She wanted to understand why she could not throw herself into her parents' arms and act spoiled like other children. She wanted to understand why her mother looked at her as though she were an enemy.
Although she had always sought the truth behind it all, when that truth was truly about to be laid before her, something deep within her faintly resisted it, as though something terrifying lay behind it.
By now, she was no longer the little girl who could only cry whenever she felt wronged. She had long understood that whatever had been concealed carried an unspeakable secret, and once exposed, it might carve a deep wound into her not-so-strong heart.
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