118 Never again.

Song Yan stood in front of a small room that was located in the furthest part of the south wing of the Song family. This room was once her mother's study, she would be sitting in this room, just by the side of the window. Apparently, this room had the best view and her mother loved it so much that she would spend her entire day here, when she was young, Song Yan would often rush up to this room after throwing her school bag and as soon as she pushed the door open, her mother would look up from a bunch of documents and smile at her like she was the sun of her life that lit up her entire existence.