"I will make a will right now. If one day, I did you wrong and you killed me, you don't need to be responsible for it. I'll give you all my assets and all my fortune. I'll give you my life."
Okay?
Okay?
Okay.
Or not okay?
Her fingers trembled, and piak! The fruit knife in her hand dropped on the floor.
She turned around and tasted her own tears. It was slightly bitter and salty.
Step by step, she was going to leave the place. She thought it was hope, but it was all lies. She thought she could get some news, but it was all a trick. She thought that her daughter might still be alive, but who knew? They used her daughter's death to take her life and not tell her that her daughter was still alive.
However, Song Wan picked up a fruit knife from the floor.
"Auntie, kill her."