Zhou Ping was startled, thinking he was heartbroken, "Tingfan, don't be too sad. People who make mistakes always have to face retribution. Your third uncle and aunt brought this upon themselves."
The sins they bore have been repaid, but how will he repay his own sins?
He has a wife, children, and a family.
Song Tingfan washed his hands clean, stood up, his silhouette against the light becoming even more upright, like a pine tree straight and tall on a mountain.
When he finally made up his mind, it was already a step too late.
...
Recently, Lin Qiao suddenly found that the antagonist was treating her better. Although he still didn't say much, he always stayed by her side, as if nothing from the past had existed.
But Lin Qiao couldn't pretend it didn't exist. She couldn't fathom his repeated emotions and was tired of living on edge.
