Her body flopped over, attempting to grab at Zimo's retreating figure.
But her limbs were bound; she couldn't catch anyone and could only watch helplessly as Zimo walked out.
She saw the dreadful thing that would be carved into her flesh and knew that in her current state, she couldn't even choose death; she was at the mercy of Lin Caisang's arrangements.
She was filled with hatred, but what use was hatred in her heart?
"Meihua, just... just confess, will you?"
Madam Su closed her eyes, unable to bear the sight of her daughter's miserable condition, and spoke faintly.
In her heart, she thought that only if Meihua confessed could her whole family, and her maiden family, be saved.
After all, only Meihua was at fault; everyone else was innocent.
Meihua looked at her mother, who wasn't helping her but instead pleading with her to speak, and scoffed.
"Fine, I'll confess, I'll confess."