Translator: Pika

  Pei Mianman’s eyes were red. “Jiangjiang’s life was so pitiful.”


  Zu An hugged her tightly. He was also overcome with emotion, and was speechless for a long time.

  Just like that, the two of them stood there in silence.

  A gentle breeze drifted over, carrying a delicate fragrance that tickled Pei Mianman’s nose. She turned around and saw a beautiful white clothed woman standing quietly off to the side, as if she was Zu An’s maid. She could not con..