He pressed his thin lips together for a while before saying, "Do you think you can send your mother off in your current state?"
An Ge's throat moved slightly, her voice firm, "I can."
Huo Shaoyan wanted to lose his temper.
But then, the woman's eyes, which were raised to look at him, shimmered with a crystalline layer of moisture.
She repeated, "I can!"
An Ge's mother's passing, although unrelated to him, still made Huo Shaoyan feel a pang of guilt when he thought of how poorly he treated her when she came to him in desperation.
Her bandaged feet constantly reminded him of his appalling behavior that night.
Even if she was as disgraceful as An Baoying claimed;
Even if she was mixed up with Tang Jiuze at the tender age of sixteen;
Even if she had an abortion for Tang Jiuze while still so young;
When she came to him, she merely wanted to save her own mother.
What sin was there in a child wanting to save her mother?
He shouldn't have treated her that way.