Murong Xue kept pounding her chest in pain, even though she knew very well in her heart that her daughter, Yue Qingshan, going to Su Changfeng's house at this dangerous time was incredibly foolish. However, what she blamed herself more for was, as a mother, she had failed to protect her daughter. She should have never let her go.
"My daughter, how could you be so foolish? I shouldn't have let you go, letting you, so young, already leave this world. How am I supposed to live now?" Murong Xue sobbed as she spoke.
Yue Weilong also felt very miserable, but could they really have stopped her? With his daughter's temperament, even if they locked her at home, she would have found various ways to get out. Now that she's already dead, what use is there in feeling guilty?
"Honey, don't blame yourself. It's not your fault," Yue Weilong comforted Murong Xue.
