Miss Du was momentarily stunned, and seeing Du Wanqing's manner, it seemed she must already know everything.
She sighed and said, "He's dead. You must have heard, haven't you?"
"No..." Du Wanqing suddenly let out a piercing scream, tossing aside her crutch, she instantly fell to the ground, weeping and clutching her head as she wailed, "You're lying to me, you all are. I'm still alive, how could he be dead? He must be well and truly alive, you're just hiding him. You cannot stand to see him treat me well, you're deceiving me..."
"I'm not, I didn't!" Miss Du squatted down, supporting Du Wanqing's shoulders, tears moistening her eyes.
"Forget him, you have no husband, only a sister. I will take good care of you from now on."
