Bai Chenxi took in his mother's composed expression and approached her in confusion.
Huang Zhishu began heavily. "My son, how could I not prioritize your wellbeing? You have to know that my greatest accomplishment is that we are still able to enjoy life in the Bai family despite the fact that I married a trash like Bai Pu who died so early. How could I rely on Jingrou and you? As of today, your sister is already blind and paralysed. She is living a life worse than death and will soon face the death sentence. I hate the Bai family with all my heart. How could I actually offer them a good solution?"
"What do you mean by that…"
