Of course Shen Zongbao knew that his wife thought so for Wan'er's good, and what she said made sense. After thinking about it, she said: "Don't worry about this. I will ask Yi'er tomorrow. If he refuses, I will not force him.
I also hope that our daughter can be happy throughout her life."
"Yeah." Yang Rong nodded gently.
Maybe they never imagined that all the bad news would start from now on...
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It was already dark, and the lanterns hanging in the corridor were bright.
Shen Junyi walked outside a door and wanted to push it open, but hesitated.
Should I go in to see her? If not, I miss her so much, so what if I see her? Her face is not that cold, like a puppet, without any expression.
Is he that annoying to her? Doesn't he have any emotion for her?
"Young Master." Behind him, a maid timidly called out.
Shen Junyi recovered his thoughts and wanted to turn around and leave. He saw the food in her hand and frowned: "Why did you bring the food so late?"
The maid felt his anger, her hand shook, and the tray almost fell to the ground, and she quickly said: "Back, back to the young master, it's Miss Mu who didn't eat much today. I've served it three times, but she still said no.
Appetite, I was afraid that Miss Mu was hungry, so I brought some food over and asked her if she wanted to eat some."
She doesn't want to eat? She has no appetite? Shen Junyi's heart tightened and he reached out to take the maid's tray and said, "I'll just take it in. You can go back and do your work."