ng Xu Aijin and Bai Muyao with him, about to leave in disgrace."Hold on."A powerful voice suddenly rang out.All eyes turned to the source of the voice.From the crowd stepped a robust, energetic old ma...“I don't need it to be pretty!” Si Wanqiao hurriedly said, “Even if it’s written like a dog’s paw, I don’t mind! You write because it’s a way to cultivate your emotions, a hobby. For me, it's hellish pain! I absolutely dislike writing, let alone doing it. I don’t even want to hold a pen… Good sister-in-law, please help me… You are the best sister-in-law in the world…”

"I waited and waited all evening, but you didn't come. I was so hungry my stomach was growling! That's why I had a little bit of a complaint... But once you got here, it was all gone! Seriously, I swear!"

"Si Wanqiao."

Sīyè chén saw her holding u Yán's hand, seemingly pleading for something, and immediately stepped forward and asked, "Are you finished speaking"

"It's almost over..."I know, I pleaded with the mistress, saying that these ointments were Shaoji's heart. Even if the mistress was still angry with you, she shouldn't take it out on Shaoji. After all, we'll have to deal...