The servants of the Sheng Family had gone home for the holidays.
Cui Wenshan personally went to the kitchen to make tea and brought it out. Hearing these words, she exchanged a glance with Sheng Xiuming on the sofa.
"What on earth has happened during the New Year?" Cui Wenshan placed the cups on the coffee table, "Xiaxia's mother... "
"She's still alive," said Sheng Youxia with a firm voice.
Cui Wenshan sat next to Sheng Xiuming, thinking Xiaxia was missing her mother too much, "Xiaxia, how about staying at home tonight..."
Fu Shilv wrapped his arm around Sheng Youxia's shoulder and repeated what she had just said.
"So Dad, is there a possibility that Mom is still alive, even if it's a very slim chance?"
Sheng Xiuming's gaze shifted, wondering if there could be such an absurd thing in the world.
"How could someone come back to life after they've died? I personally had her cremated; there's no mistake," he said.