"Wanwan, how... how do you know these things?" My mother was shocked, not at my father's terrible character, but at me, his daughter, revealing this matter.
What I did was precisely to extinguish the last bit of longing my mother had for my father, "Lin Gang and the Ancestor of Foxes provoked those they shouldn't, and told me before he died."
"Brother Gang... is dead!" My mother's emotions were like riding a roller coaster, from being shocked by something, pushed to another matter entirely.
Her expression was completely blank, the color draining from her face bit by bit.
Zhang Che frowned and gently cradled my mother's head in his arms, "It's better that he's dead, if he hadn't died, the Lin Family would have been washed in blood sooner or later."
"Washed in blood? Ah Che, what are you talking about?" My mom, bewildered, raised her head, looking at the man like a mountain in front of her, indomitable.
