Early the next morning, Mrs. Guan came to the inn looking for Ji Mingzhu.
Accompanying her was Xie Yunling.
Ji Mingzhu had arranged to meet them at the restaurant for lunch.
But the mother and daughter were too worried about her, unable to wait for the scheduled time, they arrived early.
At that moment, Ji Mingzhu had just gotten up recently, wearing a jade-colored inner garment.
Without the cover of her dress, her figure appeared even more slender.
Seeing Ji Mingzhu like this made Mrs. Guan want to cry.
Mingzhu's figure was once well-balanced, with a rounded beauty that was unique compared to other young girls.
But now her face had thinned, losing a layer of flesh, her features became prominent, and her figure more delicate, her wrist looked as if it could easily snap.
Even with lip color applied, Mrs. Guan still saw the illness on her face.
She held back, but ultimately couldn't hold back her tears.
"Mingzhu, aunt has made you suffer again."
