Xiao Qingcang dragged her up. "Stop crying, calm yourself!"
With her face covered in tears, Shen Hanqian clutched at Xiao Qingcang's clothes, continuously expressing her gratitude. "Thank you for taking such good care of my child, thank you for not letting him suffer any grievances, thank you for making him so lovely and kind..."
Tears kept falling from Shen Hanqian's eyes as she choked out words of thanks. "I never dared imagine my child could live such a happy life. For all these years, the best scenario I could hope for was that he'd been sent to live in the countryside by my mother-in-law. The scenes that often popped up in my mind were... my child being picked up by the Beggar's Sect, having his arms and legs cut off from a young age, kneeling on the street..."