Xia Ling gazed at her daughter, "Qing Qing, baby, why didn't you tell us? Why did you bear it all alone?"
Xia Ling cried hard imagining about what her daughter had gone through. Seeing her mother cry, Qiao Qing also could not stop sobbing.
Jia Yuze's heart broke seeing his beloved cry so badly. He turned his attention towards the old madam, "Now do you see clearly how great your favorite granddaughter is? For her, you were blaming my Qing Qing and humiliated her so much."
"No, no," Sun Qinglian screamed hysterically, "This is all false. Everything is fake. Mom, Grandma, please believe me. These photos are fake, they are photoshopped. Jia Yuze is just throwing me under the bus to save Qiao Qing. Everything is a lie."
