Elder Jiang's face was etched with deep regret.
He said, "At that time, you were still struggling on the brink of life and death. When Gu Xici called, I was completely taken aback. Your condition was very bleak, and the doctor gave the worst prognosis, saying there was basically no hope for the mother, but if we were lucky, the children might survive... It was under this excruciating pain that I made the decision."
"I was very clear in my mind then, if you didn't make it, then these children had to be saved. They are your flesh and blood, your legacy. But how to raise them became the problem. At my age, it's unlikely I'll see them grow into adulthood, and there are not many people I trust. Apart from the Wen Family, only your cousin and his wife were left..."
Jiang Yi's hands were knotting together, tighter and tighter.
Jiang Yi asked, "Then why, given the situation, were the children not adopted by my cousin?"
