Jiang Yue sobbed on Wang Ruo's chest unceasingly, as the latter held her daughter in silence, stroking her back. Wang Ruo watched as one by one, the walls surrounding Jiang Yue heart fell, tumbling down, crashing into waves of an emotional puddle.
"I'm sorry." Again, Wang Ruo mumbled, whispering into her daughter's ear. She should have done it earlier. Yet, she knew, she couldn't do that. She needed to be careful and be aware of their surroundings.
Wang Ruo knew that someone close to her had tried to kill her, almost killing Jiang Yue in the process. And it was the main reason she did not want anyone else to know that she was alive. She still needed to find out, who was the traitor. She needed to keep her daughter safe.