She was choking and sniffing, her heart full of sorrow. After great effort, she finally untied the ropes on Tang Yuxin's hands.
Just as she was about to say something,
Tang Yuxin just shook her head at her, placing her finger on her lips.
Xu Miaomiao quickly covered her mouth, nodding in agreement, which was strange because she had been almost desperate when she was first brought here. She feared being sold, feared being locked in a tiny dark room to give birth, without food or drink, only beatings and scoldings.
But now, she didn't fear anything at all.
She leaned her body closer to Zhi Yuxin, staying in this tiny room that was pitch-dark. She could smell all sorts of odours from the people around her.
Occasionally, footsteps could be heard from outside, and the door would also open.
