The room fell completely silent after those words were spoken.
It was so quiet that even the sound of her own heartbeat could be heard.
Mu Qianshui lay flat on the bed, her neck unable to move, so she struggled slightly to lift her gaze toward Ye Lirong, who looked both solemn and had tears in her eyes.
"What did you say? You're my mom?"
She asked, her eyes filled with shock.
Ye Lirong stared at her and nodded firmly.
"That's right, I'm your real mother. The mother you have now, she's not…"
"Hahahahaha…"
Before Ye Lirong could finish speaking, Mu Qianshui suddenly burst into laughter. But as she laughed, she abruptly stopped due to a sharp pain.
"Hsss…"
The wounds on her face throbbed with pain, preventing her from making any intense facial expressions.
