The cat was out of the bag. Any excuse she made would be just that, an excuse.
Lu Shenglin, resigned, did not bother to explain. Tearfully, she clung to her daughter's hand. "Qianqian! Let Mom explain..."
"Sure! You explain!"
Unexpectedly, Gu Qianqian didn't stop her. She exclaimed loudly, "I'd love to hear what kind of excuse you could possibly come up with to justify the enormous lie you told four years ago!"
"I, I..."
"Speak up!"
"Qianqian, Mom has wronged you!"
This apology seemed to encapsulate all the love and guilt between mother and daughter!
If she could come up with an excuse, any excuse that wasn't utterly insincere, Qianqian might have been willing to forgive her, just a little. But with this apology!
Did it already express everything? Was her intention that clear-cut and direct that she could not even find an excuse?
She closed her eyes, a deep pain throbbing in her chest...
