Please, you must make him happy

Madam Murong's mouth was wide open and her face was filled with pain. She could no longer take in any oxygen. She said in a drowsy voice,"You ... You should love him ... And take ... Care ... Of ... Him ..."

Ji Mianmian's expression was solemn."Don't worry, I will. He's my husband, the only person I love. Of course, I'll love him and take care of him. I'll be with him forever."

Madam Murong's pained expression finally softened. Ji Mianmian's words were exactly what she wanted to hear.

That was the last person she cared about, the one she felt guilty about, but she could not make it up to him.

Ji Mianmian looked at the pained expression on Madam Murong's face. She watched as she stared at Murong Mian in her final moments. She knew that she hoped that he would be able to talk to her, but he did not go forward.

Ji Mianmian sighed silently in her heart. She called out one last time,""Mom," she said.