The maid saw that not only was the bride not happy, but she also revealed an expression of despair. She understood what was going on and stopped saying anything congratulatory to Shen QIng. After doing her job, she quickly excused herself and scurried away.
Only Ren Wanyun, Shen Qing, and a few personal maids were left in the room.
Ren Wanyun could not stop crying. In just a few months, she seemed to have aged a decade with wrinkles and white hair multiplying on her face. She no longer looked like a rich and smart woman.
"Mother, don't worry." It was Shen Qing who spoke first. Her voice was hoarse, and it sounded like she was crying and laughing at the same time. She said, "I will definitely not suffer for nothing today. I will take revenge."
"Qing, I'm sorry." Ren Wanyun went forward and hugged her.
