For some reason, Su Wanwan's eyes welled up with tears, which flowed uncontrollably.
She thought of Xu Bangrui.
Soft and gentle, she nestled in her arms, calling out "Mother" in a sweet, coquettish voice.
Sometimes, she raised Xu Bangrui as if he were her own son.
The maternal love that sometimes couldn't be expressed was all poured into Xu Bangrui.
At this moment, longing is like water flowing from a burst dam, pouring down uncontrollably.
Seeing that she was crying harder and harder, Lu Xingjian frowned slightly and handed her a handkerchief:
"As for feeling sad and shedding tears for the Xu family?"
Su Wanwan, her eyes brimming with tears, glared at him resentfully, her words dripping with anger:
"It's none of your business."
Lu Xingjian's hand holding the handkerchief froze in mid-air.
He paused, then bent down to wipe away her tears, his movements gentle and tender.
"Don't cry, okay?"
It was almost like coaxing her.
Su Wanwan didn't say anything; her face was full of sadness.
That sadness was for their child.
She was blaming him.
She didn't say it, but he just knew.
The more I wiped away the tears, the more they flowed.
He sighed, pressed her face into his chest, and gently patted her back.
"We'll have more in the future, okay?"
Su Wanwan paused for a moment, then slowly sat up straight and pulled her face away from his chest.
Their relationship was nothing more than a fleeting affair; there was no future for them.
Once she had dealt with the Xia family, her enemy and a potential threat, she would return to Jinling.
Lu Xingjian still had many things to do. Seeing that she still looked listless after wiping away her tears, he asked Steward Li to send Su Wanwan back to the Qianqing Palace first.
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