Jun Wu Xie released her restraint on Qu Ling Yue and retreated to one side from the bed. There wasn't a single expression on her face and the icy chill in her eyes were terrifying to look at.
"To live or die, you choose on your own."
Qu Ling Yue was stunned. The news of her mother's death and her father's madness was just too shocking to her and she found that it was impossible for her to digest all of it within such a short period of time. She fell helplessly back to sit upon the bed and hit hard on the corner of the blanket, crying her heart out soundlessly as the grief and despair wrecked at her mercilessly.
Jun Wu Xie turned to walk out of the room and the instant she shut the room door, the sound of stifled crying could be heard behind the closed door.
Standing outside the door, Qiao Chu gulped noiselessly when he heard the crying. Everything that Jun Wu Xie had said to Qu Ling Yue earlier, he had heard every single word clearly.
