"Sis!" Liang Huaijin cried again.
He grasped Liang Woyu's hand, shamefully saying, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault, all my mistake, I shouldn't have doubted you, nor should I have listened to Uncle and Cousin. I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."
"It's not like that, Xiao Jin..." Liang Woyu's eyes were filled with tears: "It's me who owes you... If that day, I hadn't asked mom to go to the company to deliver files for me, she wouldn't have died..."
Because the document was very important and not convenient for others to see, and she couldn't pull away to fetch it herself, she asked her stepmother to deliver it to the company.
She didn't expect that halfway, her stepmother would get into a car accident and lose her life.
Liang Huaijin hated her.
She also hated herself.
She wished so much that she hadn't asked her stepmother to deliver the documents that day.
If she hadn't asked her stepmother to deliver the documents that day, her stepmother wouldn't have died.
