Wu Liang and Situ Yu tightly clutched Jiang Lin's arm to keep her, who was almost falling, steady.
Situ Yu was even more distressed and helpless.
Just on the way here, she had tried to counsel Jiang Lin.
"Linlin, your feelings are not something I can easily handle, but I know you must have already made up your mind. Nothing is better than to have the one you love still alive, right?"
"Yes, Mom, I originally didn't plan to forgive him. I just thought about hurrying to get a divorce, but after his accident, in the operation room, seeing him like that, I knew clearly that I just wanted him alive. That's more important than anything, as long as he's alive, that's good."
All the truths and confessions spoken in the car were insignificant in the face of the so-called reality.
It turned into a joke.
"Linlin..." She tried to comfort her softly, but Jiang Lin just took a deep breath and turned to leave.
Situ Yu hurriedly followed, Wu Liang glanced at Xiaowu and then walked away too.