Alan didn’t speak, standing frozen on the spot.
mories of the past, like smoke, surfaced before his eyes.
Aunt Qin looked at Alan, crying with snot and tears.
"I’m sorry, miss, it’s my fault... Back then, my husband got cancer, and I had to raise money for his treatnt... Who knew, he still didn’t make it, leaving and my son alone..."
This apology, Aunt Qin had long wanted to say.
Though she kidnapped Alan back then, she didn’t extort a single cent.
Driven by desperation, clumsy in her actions, and single-minded about money, it was only a matter of hours before the police caught her.
Then the Murong Family’s legal team took action, claiming Alan had suffered severe ntal and physical trauma, leading to face blindness, and increased Aunt Qin’s sentence.
Aunt Qin spent almost the rest of her life in prison.
It was only a few years ago that she was released.
Her son, with no one to care for him, lived off the villagers’ charity, eating here and there, eventually growing up to be a delinquent.
He was the red-haired man.
He was Aunt Qin’s son.
Lou Xining found him and had him bring Alan here to see Aunt Qin, but her son refused, so Lou Xining had Alan co on her own.
The Lou Family’s influence in A City was not to be underestimated, and looking into old cases from more than ten years ago wasn’t that difficult.
Moreover, Lou Xining really cared about Alan.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t be so eager to cure Alan’s face blindness.
Since Aunt Qin caused Alan’s face blindness, she had to et Aunt Qin face to face.
As they say, the one who unties the knot must be the one who tied it.
Lou Xining stood silently to the side, closely observing Alan’s every move, even the subtlest changes in her expression.
At this mont, Alan couldn’t pay attention to Lou Xining’s actions at all.
Her eyes were vacant, staring blankly at the woman kneeling in front of her.
The woman who kidnapped her years ago, now kneeling and apologizing.
Looking at her current attire and living conditions...
She must have had a really hard ti all these years, right?
Alan suddenly felt she couldn’t bla her anymore.
Heaven had already punished Aunt Qin.
Her heart’s knot could finally be untied.
"Get up. It’s all in the past, and you’ve paid for it. I don’t want to ntion it anymore." Alan sighed, still unable to smile at this woman.
Aunt Qin stared blankly at Alan, then started crying again, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry... miss, I’m really sorry..."
Alan listened, feeling pained inside.
She desperately wanted to tell this woman that so mistakes, once made, could never be reversed.
The harm caused, after so many years, couldn’t be resolved with just a few words.
However, she was no longer the Alan of the past.
She didn’t want to dwell on it anymore.
Perhaps, she had long since stopped dwelling on it.
She didn’t die, and Aunt Qin didn’t get any money but was punished instead. They were even.
With these thoughts, Alan turned and walked out of the room with dignity.
Behind her, Aunt Qin’s apologies still echoed, filled with sobs, hoarse and choking...
Alan paid no attention, quickening her pace instead.
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