Yao Yun'er’s heart sank to the bottom of a well.
Even knowing that everything was a trap set by Yun Feiwan, she had absolutely no way to counter it. She could only compromise and watch helplessly as events unfolded. Her expression was listless, her entire being slumped in defeat. She had lost. From the moment Yun Feiwan learned the truth, she had lost. Since then, it had been a series of total collapses; now, there was no room left to maneuver. She didn’t even have the energy to wonder where exactly she had let the mask slip.
Yao Yun'er sat in her chair, staring motionlessly out the window. Rain was still falling outside. *Patter, patter.* Her mind drifted to that rainy night sixteen years ago, the biting cold wind, the way she had held little Song Jinxiu and hammered helplessly on the door of the medical clinic...
Chapter 112