Song Wei's breath caught, and his gaze fixed on her face, "Wanwan, what happened?"
Wen Wan took a deep breath, turned back to look at him directly, "Yesterday the Western Marquis Mansion came to mourn, Jia came to me and said some things, and I think she made a lot of sense."
Song Wei's eyes darkened a bit more, and he pressed his lips without speaking.
"She said something might be wrong for our family to keep having accidents. She suggested I go to Fahua Temple to see Master Xu Yun, but I know it's because of your ill fate. I used to bring you luck, but this time, I failed to anticipate Jiaojiao's death, which then led to mother-in-law's passing, bringing such disaster to the family. It's hard for me to bear."
Song Wei held her hand, "These aren't your fault, and it's not enough to lead to separation."
Wen Wan shook her head, "We must separate."
