An'an's sleep-talking seemed to freeze Ruan Jiaojiao in place. Her body went rigid, unable to move. Her eyes welled up with tears in an instant, and a profound sense of guilt and pity, like creeping vines, coiled tightly around her heart, leaving her nearly breathless.
Pei Huaiyu’s brows knitted slightly. Though he maintained a composed expression, his tightly clenched fists betrayed his true state of mind. "A-Jiu, go investigate. I want to see who is whispering such things in my son’s ear."
"Where did An'an hear these things?"
Chapter 36