Seeing this, Liang Zongxing only sighed slightly and didn't say anything.
He had done his best for this younger sister of his. She was the one who asked for this outcome. She couldn't blame anyone.
"Let's go and see how the eldest prince is doing."
Lu Zijia smiled and walked towards Duanmu Chun's courtyard unhurriedly with the man who was emitting a cold aura.
Compared to death, living a life worse than death was more painful and despairing.
This evil consequence was caused by Liang Wenli and her daughter. They had no one but themselves to blame.
"Wifey, aren't you angry?" Mu Tianyan squeezed her small hand and probed tentatively.
Lu Zijia chuckled. "I was quite angry at first, but now… I'm very happy."
They were just unimportant people. Why should she be angry? Besides, her man had already helped her vent her anger.
The corners of Mu Tianyan's mouth curled up slightly. "As long as you're happy."
