An Xuan said nothing, and Aunt Li was getting anxious.
She tightly grabbed An Xuan's arm, "Xiaoxuan, tell me, what kind of life was your sister living in the An Family?"
Aunt Li was breathing rapidly, her somewhat cloudy eyes fixated on An Xuan, as if she was determined to keep asking until he spoke.
An Xuan hesitated, looking at Zhang Ya, regretting his earlier words.
Zhang Ya sighed softly, worried that Aunt Li couldn't handle the truth, she supported Aunt Li by the arm and had her sit on the sofa, "Aunt Li, Lanlan's days in the An Family were indeed quite unbearable, but all of that is in the past now, and Lanlan surely wouldn't want you to feel distressed."
"This way, saying it halfway makes it even harder for me to bear." Aunt Li couldn't stop imagining the miserable life Lanlan had within the An Family, her hand held by Zhang Ya trembled slightly, and in desperation, Zhang Ya ended up telling everything they saw at the An Family to Aunt Li.
