"What?" Guan Liu screamed, not even glancing at Chu Xu as her gaze fixed on Zhong Niangyao, her voice tinged with a sob, "Are you serious? My daughter... my daughter, she is suffering right now, isn't she?"
If a moment ago she had not believed that Chu Yixue was not her own daughter, now hearing that her daughter was seriously ill and on the brink of death, she had broken down.
She was afraid, afraid that what Chu Xu had said was true. She feared that if Chu Yixue really was not her daughter, and their own daughter was still suffering and possibly dying, she would miss seeing her daughter's face for the last time.
Even Chu Ciwen, who stood by, was silent now. In his heart, he shared the same fears as Guan Liu, afraid that what Zhong Niangyao had said was true.
"Yes!"
