"I, Ms. Hetian of the He family, became a widow at twenty-three, and for sixteen years I have endured hardships, raising my three children alone, even nurturing my eldest son into the youngest Third Place Scholar in the Daxia Dynasty."
"I dare not boast about my achievements, but I am not a person of low status."
"Mr. Yang, I ask you only this, with no grievances and no offenses on my part against you, why have you insulted me?"
He Tiantian questioned with righteous indignation.
However, the original person had the temperament of a pure white flower, and her voice naturally soft and timid.
The effect of her words naturally came across as pitiable, sorrowful, and tragic.
And the original person's well-developed tear glands played an important role at this moment.
He Tiantian did not even need to utilize her acting skills, her tear glands began working on their own.
