At the street corner, a carriage stood quietly for a long time.
A well-maintained hand lifted the curtain, taking in all the movements on the other side.
Jiasan was slightly lost in thought, emotions surging beneath her eyes.
This child is far more clear-headed and understanding than she had imagined.
"She has been taught exceedingly well."
"Although the Yu Family is not of noble origin, when it comes to teaching and insight, and the way of dealing with people, I am ashamed of myself."
"If she were alive..."
The old woman beside Jiasan thought she would say.
— "If she were alive, the two families could visit each other intimately, accompanying the child together."
Or perhaps.
— "If she were alive, the child wouldn't have unresolved issues, and I could hear her call me mother."
But she heard Jiasan say.
"Yaoyao would surely be extremely happy."
