Burial

Su Yan looked at Shen An's anxious and serious expression. Her heart was filled with mixed feelings.

She felt terrible. Her teacher was her guiding light. She had never expected her teacher to do such a thing.

But if it weren't for her teacher, she might never see Sugar again.

"Grandpa Shen, I'm Sugar." Qiao Nian looked at Dr. Shen and enunciated each word clearly.

When Shen An heard Qiao Nian's voice, he let go of Su Yan's hand in a daze and stared unblinkingly at Qiao Nian. He took Qiao Nian's hand and said in a trembling voice, "Are you Sugar?"

"Yes."

"Yes, Teacher. She's my daughter, Sugar. Thank you for saving her back then," Su Yan said with red-rimmed eyes. The only person she could blame was that woman. She had stolen her daughter, tortured her teacher to this state, and even poisoned her teacher.