"Alright, your requests are always hard for me to refuse." Tang Xun nodded, "It's time to go down and eat. I suppose you don't want your daughter to see you looking sad and worn out and worry about you, especially since she's pregnant now."
Ye Qiyun had no choice; Tang Xun had already seized her vital weakness, leaving her no room but to comply.
Tang Xun just gave her a glance, said nothing more, and then turned to leave the bedroom.
Ye Qiyun raised a hand to wipe the tear marks from the corner of her eye and went into the bathroom to wash her face. She looked at herself in the mirror, staring at her pale complexion. She patted her face a couple of times to speed up blood circulation, and a faint blush appeared on her cheeks.
"Ye Qiyun, it's nothing unbearable; just endure it, and it'll pass." Ye Qiyun smiled at herself in the mirror. It looked like a smile, but who could see the desolation and bitterness in her eyes?
