Xiu Jianlin's face grew paler and paler as he listened to the words of the Ruanlin Family.
He involuntarily thought back to the scene when Xiu Xi's mother passed away, a supremely beautiful woman who, despite her beauty, died with a fierce countenance.
She died from complications during childbirth, and even in death, her eyes remained open. Up to her last breath, she didn't close her eyes but kept staring straight at the doorway, her hand suspended in mid-air as if she were a fierce ghost grasping at something…
Xiu Jianlin shivered and suddenly felt a chill at the back of his neck.