The Old Madam's sobs softly echoed in the room. The sight of her warm tears was heart-wrenching as she broke down. The only emotions emanating from her tired face were loneliness and grief, thinking of how Zhao Weisheng disappeared from her life and how her children had to suffer under Jiang Zemin's treatment.
Lihua wanted to console her. But she didn't know how.
She couldn't even imagine how she would have felt living without Zhao Weisheng for all these years. They didn't even know if he was even alive or not…
