Her eyes flickered imperceptibly, clutching the hem of her skirt, a sense of guilt welled up inside her.
The grandson her father longed for, she might never be able to give him.
Such joy of doting on grandchildren, as long as she remained the daughter-in-law of the Ning Family, would never appear there.
She knew that if she really couldn't give Brother Yixiao a child, Ning Xiaochuan, although disappointed, wouldn't be angry with her, and Yixiao cared even less...
But she would hate herself.
Nie Yixiao sensed the desolation in her eyes and, seizing a moment when no one was noticing, leaned close to her ear, whispering, "Don't envy others. We'll have our chance one day."
The smile that formed on her lips was a strand more bitter than sadness. Brother Yixiao knew well she could no longer conceive, yet he still lied to her...
This mutual deception, pretending for each other's sake, felt utterly disconcerting.
Yet they had no choice but to continue soothing each other.
