Tang Zhiyang, even in death, remained gentle and refined. He clasped his hands before Lien Wenhe and Mrs Lien and said, "Uncle and Aunt, please forgive my parents. It was my sudden passing that led them to such unfortunate actions. Zhiyuan and I are destined yet unbound; I only hope we have another chance in the next life."
"Alas, heaven envies the talented, we too grieve for you!"
Lien Wenhe shook his head with a sigh, "But to have done such reprehensible things to Zhiyuan, forgiveness is impossible. From now on, the Lien Family will sever all ties with the Tang Family."
Tang Zhiyang sighed softly, "I understand, Uncle."
He gazed deeply at Lien Zhiyuan, seeing her still trapped in the shadows of the recent events, unable to extricate herself, and his heart felt a twinge of loss.
