Chapter 50. Brothers fighting amongst themselves.
After Prime Minister Ji's confidant left, Ji Wanyuan was about to ask him what her father meant.
Unexpectedly, a sound came from outside first. It was the old woman from the Ji family who came to deliver a message, saying that people from the Wen family had arrived in the main hall.
"Who has come?" Madam Ji asked.
"Madam Wen suddenly fell ill, and the Wen family came to invite the son-in-law and daughter back home."
"Is your mother-in-law sick?" Ji Wanyuan asked, puzzled. She hadn't heard anything about it when she left the house.
These past two days, because of the matter of her father and mother setting up a table at the Wen family's house some time ago, Madam Wen has not been very keen to see her, and has even skipped the morning and evening greetings.
"Yes, judging from the Wen family's tone, they seem to be quite ill."
"Master, shall we go and take a look?" Madam Ji frowned.
Prime Minister Ji said he still had official business to attend to in his study, and asked his wife to accompany him to the Wen family to take a look.
Madam Ji nodded, "Okay."
When the three of them went to the main hall, Wen Qiyan was listening to the servants of the Wen family recount the sudden illness of Madam Wen.
Ji Wanyuan noticed that the trusted confidant her father had sent hadn't come in, but was just standing at the door. Presumably, he hadn't had a chance to speak yet. After all, with the Wen family members around, her father's confidant was naturally cautious.
Who knows if Madam Wen is truly ill or faking it? What if she's someone sent by Lord Wen?
Regarding Prime Minister Ji's arrangements, Wen Qiyan said there was no need for Madam Ji to make the trip; he would convey the Ji family's condolences.
Prime Minister Ji said that was fine, “Your mother is ill and it is indeed not advisable for too many people to surround her. If you need any help, just send someone to the Ji family to let them know.”
Upon hearing this, Ji Wanyuan couldn't help but look up at her father.
So, after returning to the Ji family home for a short while, Ji Wanyuan had no choice but to leave again with Wen Qiyan.
She walked rather quickly and didn't notice that just as she was about to leave, Wen Qiyan turned around and looked back, his deep gaze meeting that of Prime Minister Ji.
Prime Minister Ji was also looking at him.
"..."
After everyone had left, Madam Ji asked what had happened.
"Is Yuan'er helping Master with chores?"
Madam Ji frowned. She didn't really want Ji Wanyuan to get involved in the power struggles and intrigues among men, so her tone was slightly reproachful.
Having shared a bed for so many years, how could Prime Minister Ji not understand? He dismissed the people around him and patiently explained to Madam Ji.
Upon hearing this, Madam Ji's face was filled with worry.
"Yuan'er is heavily pregnant now, how can she go and find out any news? She's being too reckless!"
Madam Ji was very dissatisfied, feeling that it was far too dangerous.
Prime Minister Ji hurriedly comforted and reassured her, repeatedly assuring her that nothing would happen to Ji Wanyuan.
"Sir, you make it sound so easy. My daughter is currently with the Wen family. How can you possibly reach into their home? If something happens to her there, how am I, her mother, supposed to live?"
The reason why Prime Minister Ji did not tell Madam Ji last time was because he was afraid she would worry.
Now that things have come to this point, there's no way to hide it anymore, so I didn't avoid Madam Ji and asked Ji Wanyuan directly.
"It is indeed my fault as a father that I failed to refuse when His Majesty bestowed the marriage upon us, causing our precious daughter to suffer."
Prime Minister Ji offered no explanation, but directly admitted that Madam Ji should not hold her anger in and should just scold him.
Madam Ji did indeed curse a few times, but after a while she didn't want to curse anymore and just kept sighing.
Seeing that she had vented enough, Prime Minister Ji poured her a cup of tea and handed it to her, telling Madam Ji that she didn't need to worry so much.
Because some members of the Wen family also didn't want Ji Wanyuan to get into trouble.
"The master isn't talking about Wen Qiyan, is he?"
Madam Ji could tell that he cared more about Ji Wanyuan than before.
"Who knows if it's an act?" Madam Ji was very skeptical of Wen Qiyan's feelings for Ji Wanyuan, as she generally disliked the Wen family.
"Didn't the master also say that his marriage to Yuan'er was for the sake of His Majesty's decree? How could someone with ulterior motives treat our daughter well?"
"Ah, when it comes to matters between men and women, there are no absolutes," Prime Minister Ji said with a smile, inviting her to drink some tea.
"Besides, our daughter is beautiful, lovely, and clever. Doesn't Madam have confidence in her?"
She noticed Wen Qiyan's change, but Madam Ji didn't want to gamble. "Yuan'er pursued him for so many years, and he remained unmoved. How could this be possible after only a short time of marriage?"
"Even if there is, it's probably just for novelty, and it's mostly for matters of the court."
Seeing that she really didn't think highly of Wen Qiyan and was worried about Ji Wanyuan, Prime Minister Ji leaned close to her ear and whispered a few words.
Madam Ji's eyes widened in surprise, and after a long while, she finally asked, "Really?!"
"It's pretty close to 80 or 90."
Madam Ji's expression instantly became inscrutable, "..."
On the way back, Ji Wanyuan was still wondering why her father had asked Wen Qiyan to go to the study.
Wouldn't it be dangerous for Wen Qiyan to enter such a sensitive place as the study?
Unable to figure out why, her gaze unconsciously drifted to the side.
Unexpectedly, the man next to him caught him red-handed.
The man's eyes were deep and unfathomable, as if he could see right through her every little thought.
Ji Wanyuan felt uneasy under his gaze, subconsciously pursed her lips, but quickly regained her composure.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Her tone was somewhat lacking in confidence despite her high spirits.
"Can't I look?" Wen Qiyan replied calmly, slowly turning the pages of the book.
Ji Wanyuan changed the subject, "My mother-in-law is sick, but my husband doesn't seem to care at all."
"I've said it many times, my wife, there's no need to beat around the bush when you want to say something." He said with a half-smile.
Ji Wanyuan choked, "So is my mother-in-law really sick or is she faking it?" It was he who told her not to beat around the bush.
"Just go back and see for yourself."
While they were talking, the man suddenly put down his book, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her over.
Ji Wanyuan was startled and almost unexpectedly fell into the man's arms.
Once she calmed herself down, she was pulled into his arms, and her hands were forced to rest on his shoulders.
"Why did you suddenly hug me?" Ji Wanyuan was so frightened that she couldn't breathe properly and was still panting.
Wen Qiyan gave an irrelevant answer. He looked at her still-shaken face. Her already clear eyes were now even wider, making her look more rounded, innocent, and pitiful.
He looked at her, a faint, almost imperceptible smile in his eyes.
Before Ji Wanyuan noticed, Wen Qiyan had already lowered his eyelids.
She only saw his delicate and handsome features, which were tinged with his usual coldness, and heard him say, "Your belly is almost five months along."
Ji Wanyuan didn't understand his meaning, "Um, why are you asking this?"
Perhaps because she harbored ill intentions, now no matter what a man says, she feels that he is testing her and that there is a hidden meaning.
The man didn't reply, but hugged her even tighter.
Ji Wanyuan said she wanted to go down, but he wouldn't let her. Not only did he not let her, he even pulled her closer to his arms.
Although Ji Wanyuan had gained some weight, she was still slender, especially compared to Wen Qiyan, she was incredibly petite and fit snugly against him when he held her in his arms.
Unsure of what Wen Qiyan was up to, she only saw him staring at her lower abdomen.
Ji Wanyuan felt a little scared subconsciously.
To be honest, she had consulted the imperial physician beforehand and even asked if she would experience a difficult labor or postpartum hemorrhage. The physician said that her pregnancy was stable, her body was healthy, and there would be no problems.
Since she is in good health, could someone be trying to harm her?
Ji Wanyuan had considered this possibility.
Thinking of this, she noticed Wen Qiyan staring intently at her stomach, which made her feel a chill run down her spine.
Then she thought of the storybook, where the little maid who came to deliver the news told Emerald about the matter of protecting the child.
Could it be that Wen Qiyan is trying to harm her?
This is highly likely. Wen Qiyan already disliked her, and given that she had drugged him repeatedly and caused chaos in the Wen family, he probably couldn't tolerate her anymore.
As she pondered this, Ji Wanyuan suddenly felt a chill run down her spine; the man's focused gaze held a deeper meaning.
"Wen...Wen Qiyan, I want to go downstairs."
He ignored her words and reached out to touch her protruding belly.
He still remembered that when he and Ji Wanyuan got married, he was drugged by someone and, due to a misunderstanding, he had an intimate encounter with her.
At that moment, he pinched her slender waist and glanced at her abdomen, which was perfectly flat.
It's unbelievable that a life is already being conceived.
Several months later, her belly had become quite swollen.
When he pressed his hand against her, he could feel a faint heartbeat through the thin fabric of her dress.
It is his and Ji Wanyuan's child.
The blood and flesh formed by the fusion of the two.
His and her bond.
Bonds?
It's such a beautiful word, like an unbreakable knot that binds him and Ji Wanyuan tightly together.
Thinking of this, the curve of his thin lips couldn't help but rise.
Seeing this, Ji Wanyuan became even more flustered.
Was Wen Qiyan...laughing?
What's he laughing at while touching her belly? Could it be that he's come up with some plan to harm her?
Ji Wanyuan couldn't help but choke on her words, trying to think of something to distract Wen Qiyan, since they still had a while before arriving at the Wen family mansion.
"Then—" She had only just begun when Wen Qiyan asked her if she had thought of a name for the child.
"Name?" Ji Wanyuan was taken aback.
"...No." She didn't have time to think about such things.
Thinking back to the storybooks, she and his child were not given any names.
She only briefly mentioned that after her death, her child was not well received by Wen Qiyan, and the Wen family members became snobbish and treated her son badly.
At first, Madam Wen paid some attention to her child, but after Lin Nianxi entered the household, she repeatedly belittled and neglected her, and her child died young.
She couldn't help but feel sad when she mentioned this.
If she ultimately cannot overcome the storybook, then all of that will eventually happen, and after she dies, the child will inevitably die as well.
"What are you thinking about?" He lifted her chin, noticing her disappointment and sadness as she tried to hide her thoughts but failed.
Why did Ji Wanyuan show such an expression?
Just like before, she said she would never love him again, and that she would hate him. The hatred in her eyes and the resoluteness in her words were so obvious.
What did he do to make Ji Wanyuan hate him so much?
Even though she knew the inside story of the two families, he did nothing. Why did Ji Wanyuan hate him so much? Was it because of the unpleasantness in bed the first two times?
But later, he refined his skills and improved his bedroom arts, and she experienced a lot of pleasure. Her body was no longer so resistant to him, so there must be other reasons.
Could it be that one of the three—Wen's adopted son, his good younger brother Wen Yunqin, or He Xun, the son-in-law chosen for her by Prime Minister Ji—was secretly sowing discord between her and others?
Speaking of the child, he hadn't forgotten Ji Wanyuan's unwavering belief in the child's gender.
Bringing it up now will only alert the enemy.
However, when I pulled her into my arms and hugged her, she became so terrified.
They had been intimate many times, and she spoke sweet words to him, calling him "husband" repeatedly, but in her heart she kept him at a distance. What was the reason for building that defensive wall around her heart?
"I wasn't thinking about anything."
Why was he looking at her so affectionately? Ji Wanyuan brushed the man's hand away and turned her face away as well.
Have you thought about what to name the child?
Ji Wanyuan looked down at her lower abdomen and said, "It's still early. She's not even five months along yet. There's no rush to name her."
"If it's a daughter..."
"What's wrong with my daughter?" Her ears perked up, and her eyes swept over her.
Does he only like daughters? He probably doesn't like any of the children she gave birth to.
He's putting on quite a good act right now, as if he really likes and is looking forward to the arrival of her child.
If she hadn't seen Wen Qiyan's cold and ruthless appearance in the storybooks, she would have been truly captivated by him.
Right now, he has to pretend, and so does she.
Ji Wanyuan turned around, wrapped her arms around the man's neck, tilted her head and asked sweetly, "Brother Qiyan, do you prefer a son or a daughter?"
He looked at her feigned coquettishness and said, "I love all the children you gave birth to."
vomit.
Ji Wanyuan couldn't help but let out that thought in her mind.
She reached out and poked his throat bone again.
"Really? If I gave birth to a nine-headed monster, you would like it too?"
He smiled in response.
"like."
Ji Wanyuan found it boring; in fact, she felt disgusted. She looked up to glare at him, but then realized that the man's face was so handsome, almost like a demon, that she couldn't bring herself to be angry.
He simply snorted and turned his face away, muttering, "Anyone can talk a good game; you're just trying to fool people."
He pinched her chin, turned her face towards him, and looked at her charmingly angry expression.
Are you angry?
Ji Wanyuan gave a forced smile, "No."
She tried to slap Wen Qiyan's hand away, but he grabbed it, leaving her face to face with him for a moment.
When their eyes met, she noticed that Wen Qiyan's eyelashes were also very long.
I stared blankly for a moment.
The man's thin lips were already pressed against hers.
Ji Wanyuan's first reaction was resistance! She immediately pushed her hand towards the man's shoulder.
But after resisting for a while, she remembered the things she had gotten out of Wen Qiyan through their intimate conversation the day before, and suddenly she stopped resisting.
She gave up resisting and let Wen Qiyan kiss her.
She would respond from time to time.
The kiss escalated intensely inside the carriage.
The man's tongue invaded her teeth, swirling and teasing inside her mouth.
The sounds of intimate kissing echoed inside the carriage, only to be drowned out by the rumble of the wheels.
As the carriage entered the main road of the capital, a great commotion arose.
If the curtain were to accidentally slip through a crack, someone might see inside.
At this very moment, in broad daylight, inside the carriage, she was actually kissing Wen Qiyan.
Ji Wanyuan's tension intensified, but she also felt a growing excitement.
In the eyes of everyone in the capital, Wen Qiyan has always been unapproachable and incomparably noble, but now he's in her hands.
Thinking of the rumors and gossip that she could never win Wen Qiyan's heart, and that she was no match for Lin Nianxi, now, putting aside all that nonsense, Wen Qiyan had fallen to her side and become her devoted subject.
After thinking about it, kissing Wen Qiyan didn't seem so unbearable anymore.
Ji Wanyuan let the man suck on her soft tongue, hold her lips, and even bite them lightly, taking away all the breath from her mouth and making her gasp for air.
The carriage slowed down a bit, and Ji Wanyuan's last glimpse of her presence reminded her that they had arrived at the Wen family's gate. So she veered off course, causing their lips and tongues to part, the resulting saliva so sticky and viscous.
The man's kiss landed on her cheek.
Ji Wanyuan pushed against his chest, "Okay, that's about enough, we're almost there."
He murmured "Mmm," pressed his forehead against hers, and touched the tip of his nose to her cheek.
Ji Wanyuan felt the man's breath was scalding hot, as if it were about to burn her.
"Okay, stop kissing me."
I can't kiss him next time. If we kiss so hard we're breathless, how can I get any information out of him?
We should do something else first, so we can get information out of him.
She'd really been taken advantage of again. Wen Qiyan wasn't married yet, but she was already at the Wen family's doorstep, surrounded by eyes and ears. How could she possibly ask?
Ji Wanyuan couldn't help but purse her lips, and said she wanted to go downstairs.
But Wen Qiyan wouldn't let her go. He straightened her clothes and carried her off the carriage.
Ji Wanyuan was surprised to find Wen Yunqin at the door.
Upon seeing Wen Qiyan holding her, for some reason, his expression turned cold, and even a mocking sneer appeared on his face.
Of course, it wasn't directed at her, but at Wen Qiyan.
Wen Yunqin's gaze shifted to her, his expression softening considerably, even becoming somewhat gentle.
"Sister-in-law, you're back." He spoke to Ji Wanyuan with a warm smile.
At this moment, it was Wen Qiyan whose face turned gloomy.
Before Ji Wanyuan could finish saying "little—" the word "uncle," her eyes were covered.
Not only her eyes, but her mouth was also covered.
They cannot see or speak.
Her ears weren't covered, but she didn't hear anything.
Wen Qiyan carried her directly into the mansion.
However… it seemed that Wen Qiyan paused slightly as he passed by Wen Yunqin, but then quickly moved on.
Ji Wanyuan naturally did not see the scene of the two brothers glaring at each other.
The maids and attendants following behind sensed the tense and strange atmosphere and dared not even breathe loudly.
Fortunately, the two did not start fighting at the door.
But the news quickly reached Madam Wen's side.
After hearing this, she couldn't help but shake her head and sigh, "What on earth is going on?!"
The old woman looked conflicted. She moved closer to Madam Wen and stammered, "I'm afraid the second young master's feelings for the eldest young mistress are..."
Madam Wen glanced at them coldly, "How could that be?!"
That's what she said, but Madam Wen already had a pretty good idea of what was going on.
Not to mention that Wen Yunqin and Ji Wanyuan were old acquaintances, and the two had spent more time talking and meeting than Wen Qiyan, just recently, she had chosen many noble ladies, but Wen Yunqin was not satisfied with any of them. He was at a loss and had no choice but to ask him what kind of woman he liked.
He said he liked bright, lively, spoiled, and vivacious girls, not the conventional and conservative ladies from wealthy families, but...
As Madam Wen listened to the conversation, she felt that something was amiss.
The feeling was strange; it seemed like he was implying something, but for a moment I couldn't quite place what he was referring to.
I just felt that the person Wen Yunqin described was rare yet familiar.
"What kind of one do you want?" Madam Wen pressed.
He blurted out, "Like a sister-in-law."
Mrs. Wen was at that moment, "???"
Then, realizing what she had just thought, she looked at her second son's expressionless face and exclaimed, "!!!"
She asked him what nonsense he was talking about.
He then asked her in a righteous and stern tone what she was thinking.
It's just about finding someone to marry into; why can't we choose someone like my sister-in-law?
He and his elder brother are brothers, born of the same father and mother. Is it strange that they both like the same woman?
Madam Wen was so speechless that she almost couldn't refute him.
He immediately lost his balance.
Later, she heard that Wen Qiyan and his father had a dispute in the South Study. The argument seemed to be about Wen Yunqin's job, but she felt that it was not that simple.
Even if it's just a job, they're still father and son, brothers and sisters. Why can't they talk things out properly instead of escalating to the point of drawing swords?
Today I heard that Ji Wanyuan and Wen Qiyan went to the Ji family again.
She thought the previous noisy incident had happened again, and before she could recover, she fainted.
But just as I woke up, I heard that the two of them were standing at the door, their faces cold and angry.
Mrs. Wen's headache worsened, and she couldn't get out of bed for a while.
When Ji Wanyuan came in, she saw that Madam Wen had her eyes closed and was frowning, looking extremely pained, which did not seem to be an act.
I don't know what to say for a moment.
She stepped forward to ask for comfort, but Madam Wen glanced at her and gave a lazy "hmm," seemingly disliking her.
What's wrong with her now? She felt sorry for her father, who had beaten Wen Qiyan. The injury had almost healed, and the person involved hadn't even gotten angry. Why was she, as his mother, so furious?
However, upon further reflection, it is understandable.
After all, everyone protects their own flesh and blood. There's nothing wrong with her parents protecting her and Madam Wen protecting Wen Qiyan.
According to Emerald, the incident of Wen Qiyan being beaten has caused quite a stir in the Wen family.
Everyone was talking about it. After all, Wen Qiyan had always been a top talent, and since childhood, his parents had never said a harsh word to him, let alone hit him.
She said that since she married into the family, Wen Qiyan has been scolded and reprimanded every few days, and now she has even been beaten.
Ji Wanyuan sneered upon hearing this, knowing that Wen Qiyan was far from being beaten up.
You're making a fuss over nothing now, what will you do later?
Ji Wanyuan didn't mind Madam Wen's cold treatment.
After she paid her respects, she planned to stand aside and pretend to offer her condolences and visit, but Wen Qiyan stretched out his long arm, grabbed a round chair from the side, and also took out a goose down cushion, and asked her to sit down.
Seeing this, Madam Wen was speechless.
Ji Wanyuan pretended for a moment, "I have to serve my mother-in-law, how can I sit here? That's not proper."
With his back to Madam Wen, Wen Qiyan placed a soft cushion behind her, a half-smile on his face. As he approached, he spoke to her in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Stop pretending, okay?"
Ji Wanyuan, “…”
What else could she say but laugh it off?
As Wen Qiyan turned away, Madam Wen sighed again, feeling utterly disappointed.
He stepped forward and said as usual that he had already sent a visiting card to the palace to invite the imperial physician.
Madam Wen was even colder to him, ignoring him completely.
Ji Wanyuan watched the show quietly from the sidelines.
Before long, Wen's father and Wen Yunqin arrived with the imperial physician.
The moment Wen Yunqin entered, Ji Wanyuan heard the sound and looked up, but Wen Qiyan stepped forward and blocked her way.
Then she didn't see anyone, only legs coming and going.
The imperial physician examined Lady Wen's pulse and said that she had pent-up emotions in her chest, which, combined with a sudden surge of internal heat, caused her to faint.
However, it's nothing serious. He prescribed some medicine to relieve his depression and provided some dietary supplements. He'll recover soon. He just needs to rest well for the next couple of days and avoid taking care of things at home. He should also avoid being exposed to drafts, lest his heart still be upset and he catches a chill, which would be bad.
Wen's father wrote them down one by one, and personally followed the imperial physician to memorize the prescriptions for medicinal herbs and dietary supplements.
In an instant, only three people remained inside.
Madam Wen glanced over; Ji Wanyuan was completely hidden from Wen Qiyan.
Although Wen Yunqin didn't look in that direction, it was hard to say what might happen later.
So she asked Ji Wanyuan a few questions about her health, and then told her to go back and rest, saying, "There's nothing else here."
Ji Wanyuan wanted to watch the show, but Wen Qiyan spoke up for her and told her to go back.
She could only mutter "oh" softly as she left, somewhat displeased.
After Ji Wanyuan left, the atmosphere suddenly turned cold, even more tense than before.
Wen's father and the imperial physician went out but have not yet returned.
Neither of the two brothers spoke, while Wen Yunqin fed Madam Wen rice porridge.
Wen Qiyan stood tall and elegant to the side.
Mrs. Wen took a sip and didn't want to drink anymore.
"Mother, you should drink more. How can you get better if you don't eat?"
Madam Wen retorted, "If you marry soon, my illness will surely be cured."
Unexpectedly, before she could finish speaking...
Wen Yunqin stopped urging her to drink the porridge and simply placed it far away, adding, "Since Mother is full, there's no need for her to eat any more."
This angered Madam Wen so much that she coughed several times.
The old woman was anxiously patting her back and comforting her, but Madam Wen was still coughing and looked like she was about to run out of breath.
The old woman quickly asked Wen Qiyan to persuade Madam Wen, saying that Madam Wen's health could not withstand any more strain.
Wen Qiyan stepped forward and sat down beside her. "Mother should take care of her health. Don't you want to hold your grandson?"
The mere mention of holding a grandson not only stopped Madam Wen's coughing, but even drew Wen Yunqin's attention.
Noticing his younger brother's gaze, Wen Qiyan casually looked back.
His gaze fell on his younger brother, but he spoke to Madam Wen, "If you don't take good care of your health, how will you have the strength to hold your grandson?"
"Yun Qin, don't you think so?"
Wen Yunqin sneered, "Brother, you're really smug."
“A gentleman will naturally be full of vigor and high spirits once he has established a family and career. If you want to feel the same way as me, you can listen to your mother and get married and have children as soon as possible.”
"Your sister-in-law and I are looking forward to congratulating you."
Wen Yunqin fell silent, his expression growing colder as he recalled the intimacy he had overheard and witnessed outside the study.
Madam Wen wasn't stupid. Since she had already noticed something fishy, how could she not understand the intricacies involved?
If we continue, the brothers might start fighting, and they might even come to blows over her.
Madam Wen sighed inwardly and sent Wen Qiyan away.
“Your wife is pregnant and just came back from her parents’ home. Go see her. Your father and your brother are enough here.”
"yes."
However, before leaving, Wen Qiyan turned around and said, "If Mother is ill and unable to arrange Qin Di's wedding, your son and Yuan'er can help."
"After all... the eldest brother is like a father, and the eldest sister-in-law is like a mother."
After speaking, Wen Qiyan smiled lightly at Wen Yunqin and strolled out leisurely.
Mrs. Wen, "..."
Wen Yunqin's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
Moreover, recalling his brother's smile when he left, he felt that something bad was about to happen.
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Author's note: Today, 50 small red envelopes will be randomly distributed again.
I was probably too busy the past two days, and as soon as I relaxed, I slept for a long time today [laughing and crying with face covered]. I woke up very late, and I only made 7,000 today.
I promise I won't write less than 10,000 words tomorrow, hehehe, trust me one more time [laughing and crying].
Oh, I forgot to mention, Happy September everyone! Wishing you all the best! [rainbow emoji]
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