Mother Zhao was a person who lived with a clear understanding of life and people.
Like now, for instance.
She addressed Fang Youling as "Mother Qiushui."
When talking about Lin Guixiang's adoptive parents, she used the term "Guixiang's Parents."
Because Fang Youling had given birth to Tang Qiushui.
But the child the Lin Family Parents found in the garbage dump was Lin Guixiang.
One person, two names.
Two completely different destinies.
Hearing this, Fang Youling and Tang Shaowei's eyes immediately reddened, as the old couple couldn't imagine the inhumane suffering their daughter must have endured back then.
She must have felt so helpless.
Fang Youling held Lin Guixiang's hand tightly, "Qiushui, Mom is sorry, you... you have suffered."
Lin Guixiang smiled and patted Fang Youling's shoulder, comforting her, "Mom, I'm fine, and all that is in the past now. You and Dad shouldn't blame yourselves so much."
It was in the past.
To Lin Guixiang, those things were in the past.
