Weimo put down her pen as the sky turned completely dark.
She lowered her gaze to the confession of guilt she had written in Su Wanzhao’s name, thinking that this matter should finally be laid to rest for the time being. Yet, a temporary fix would not be enough. After all, one can dodge the first day of the lunar month, but not the fifteenth. Subconsciously, she rested a hand on her abdomen; perhaps it was truly time to consider having a child.
"A-Qiao," she called out.
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