Gu Qingli also took in Ms. Su, who was in her late thirties. She had fair and beautiful features and carried a mature beauty typical of young married women. Her looks were tranquil, not coquettish nor wild.
And she did bear quite a resemblance to Ms. Su.
However, Ms. Su observed Gu Qingli as if she could never get enough. Seeing her daughter finally allowed her heart to settle.
The thought of her daughter, and how much hardship and suffering she must have endured under Ms. Wu's care, made Ms. Su's heart ache. It was no wonder her daughter wasn't close to her at all.
As such thoughts continued, tears once again began to well up in her eyes.
Just then, Gu Qingping and Ms. Li came in, standing by her side. They said nothing; instead, they simply handed her a handkerchief.
Gu Qingping understood that his mother had been yearning for this sister all these years. Unless she was allowed to gaze her fill and vent her emotions completely, how could she find peace?
