A Xiu was about to push the door open, but Old Madam Ji hurriedly stopped her, saying, "Don't disturb the young ones. Let's go downstairs and wait."
Old Madam Ji's face was full of joy. With one hand leaning on her cane and supported by A Xiu, she slowly made her way downstairs.
At first, Ji Wei was sleeping soundly, but when the unpleasant memories of her past life invaded her dreams, she became restless, shaking her head as if trying to rid herself of something.
The scenes in her mind were chaotic, flashing past like movie frames.
In her three years of marriage to Ji Chuyang, she had been ruthlessly neglected, left alone each day and night in an empty room. Meanwhile, the gossip on television kept reporting how her husband had hooked up with one fresh-faced model after another.
The scene shifted—
