"Send it over later." A complex light flickered in Yan Wanqing's eyes.
Now that Sun Lianyi's child had been found, it was impossible to be negligent again. Immediately, the guards in her sleeping quarters doubled, and Yan Wanqing even arranged for a few assassins from Stormy Building to stay nearby, dedicated to protecting her and her son.
"There's something you said that was very right." Sun Lianyi and Yan Wanqing sat on a soft couch, and she gently patted the sleeping little prince in her arms, feeling an unprecedented clarity: "To plan is to live, not to plan is to die."
When she said this, she looked deeply at her cousin.
Everything had developed just as she had said it would.
"If I had listened to you from the beginning, planned ahead, perhaps my father and brothers would not have encountered this misfortune."
Sun Lianyi's eyes reddened once more.
Yan Wanqing stared at the still tea on the tray and softly began, "Cousin, there's something you should know."
"What is it?"
