Some Things Don’t Need To Be Said Out Loud

Han Qiao stepped out of the room first and gave a few instructions to the servant girl waiting at the door before turning around to do her own thing.

She could see through Han Yuan's thoughts.

It was nothing more than to make her soften her heart, give her money, give her things, and give her dignity.

Then, she would use it to make up for Han Xiang, whom she hated.

She was unwilling.

She wasn't a Bodhisattva who could save all living beings and protect everyone.

"Yes, Madam," The servant girl replied respectfully.

Han Qiao went to do her own thing.

Han Yuan sat on the chair alone. She wiped her tears and wiped them again.

She didn't even know how things ended up like this with Han Qiao.

Perhaps she knew, but she just didn't want to admit it.

She returned to the guest courtyard in a daze.

Han Ming came to her with a frown, "Mother?"

"Ah!" Han Yuan was surprised.