"That's right. Mother was still conscious then. I wanted to speak up for him, but I couldn't get a single word out."
The agony of being struck and burned that day came flooding back in an instant. The helplessness and despair Liu Wan had felt as she fell swallowed her reason. She had wanted to speak, but all she could do was cough up blood.
So much blood, pouring out without end.
If she had felt that way, she dared not imagine how heartbroken Wanwan must have been, or how suffocated Shen Chuanlian must have felt. And there were all those Liu Family members in the main hall, every one of them loving her so deeply.
If she had died.
Then they...
Liu Wan hurriedly cut off that train of thought and refused to dwell on it.
"Mother, I already guessed all of that," Xia Wanwan said.
Everyone had lost their reason then, their eyes blinded by appearances. That was only natural.
Now that Mother was safe, Xia Wanwan had calmed down considerably and begun to think things through.
She no longer cared where the Demon God was or what had happened to Shen Chuanlian.
Her only worry was whether someone would try to harm Mother again.
After all, Mother was her entire world. She never wanted to be separated from her again.
"Mother, now that we've read my letter, let's read yours." Xia Wanwan stared eagerly at the letter in Mother's hand, brimming with curiosity.
She wanted to see whether that sly Father of hers treated her and Mother equally.
Liu Wan smiled. "Just a moment."
She quickly opened the envelope and skimmed the contents, and the tips of her ears turned red.
Xia Wanwan sprang to her feet to take a look, but Liu Wan reached out and