Chu Rong looked at the words on the letter quietly, unable to believe that this was what her mother wanted to say to her.
But she held the paper tightly.
But her mother's words were too tempting, and she wanted to live like that.
Chu Rong closed his eyes and recalled everything he had experienced since coming to Qin.
Ying Zheng was powerful, and every girl admired a strong man when she was young.
She was briefly attracted to him, but soon saw through Ying Zheng's heartless nature.
But it doesn’t matter. She has Fusu. With Fusu, she no longer expects Ying Zheng’s eyes to stay on her.
She gave all her love to Fusu.
But as Fusu grew up, her only son could not stay with her.
In the end, she still had nothing.
The tears that I had endured for more than ten years fell angrily at this moment.
Why is Zhao Jun’s life in her own hands, but mine is not?
At this moment, the last bit of tenderness in her heart disappeared.
She would no longer have any expectations of Ying Zheng.
Even if it costs your life, you have to fight for yourself.
She wiped away the tears that fell uncontrollably, and her usually gentle face showed a bit of determination.
She looked at the familiar handwriting on the letter, which was the epitome of a happy childhood.
But, soon.
The crumpled letter was placed on the dim candlelight.
The wonderful childhood is gone, and she can only fight for a happy future on her own.
You see, even if the candle flame is weak, it can easily burn thin paper.
Fusu, this time, mother places all her hopes on you.
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