Chenli had been caring for Sang Qiao in the hospital room as long as Mrs. Sang had been sitting in the hallway.
Only when a nurse came to find her did she pretend to be foolish and followed along. She was afraid others would know her regrets, mock what she had previously done.
She knew Sang Qiao's temperament well; she feared that anything she did now would be too late.
Mrs. Sang feared facing the current situation more than not being forgiven. She dreaded Sang Qiao's mockery, feared receiving cold looks. Wasn't she pitiable herself? During her confinement, she didn't receive Sang Zheng's care, and her four sons were like blocks of wood, lacking the gentleness she needed.
She didn't know what she should do now...
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Sang Qiao was discharged from the hospital the next day, and Chenli took her straight to the villa.
