Ji Zhao hesitated for a moment before shaking her head.
"I don't know if I should open it or not." Ji Zhao looked at him and forced a smile. "Perhaps it's because I'm pregnant, but I seem to have become a little sentimental."
"Official Ji said that he was very surprised when he first saw you." Shen Yao gently held her hand and comforted her gently. "He said that your appearance is very similar to his aunt when she was young. More importantly, his aunt gave birth to a stillbirth seventeen years ago."
Ji Zhao's heart trembled uncontrollably. She suddenly felt a little sad.
Perhaps the truth was not cruel. Instead, it was a little bleak?
"Shen Yao, can you open it for me?" Ji Zhao mustered her courage and handed the letter to him. Then, she looked into his eyes and smiled gently. "Open it and read it to me."
"Okay."
Shen Yao carefully tore open the letter, only to discover that other than a letter, there was a simple portrait inside.
