Cao Qing remained silent, yet tears had already been surging.
"Wanzhi, do you still have unfinished business? Are you going to let Xiang Yiran continue to live so carefree? You haven't found your birth father yet..."
Wen Wanzhi looked at the workers coming and going, completely devoid of emotion, calm as an ascetic observer of the world.
Xiang Yiran? She had already obtained what she wanted.
Bao Yancheng had agreed to marry into the Huo Family and become her husband. At this point, imposing revenge upon her would only add to the entanglement with Bao Yancheng.
Wen Wanzhi had also thought about seeing her birth father before she died. But the message conveyed by Granny Huo was not without reason.
Many things, when they come to light, may bring about disasters. Not meeting might be the arrangement and choice of fate.
In this world, Wen Wanzhi could no longer find any obsessions.
"Cao Qing, don't dwell on those things anymore. Live well, forget those hatreds, it's good."