Master Xin was no fool.
Seeing Mrs. Liu dressed so luxuriously, her hair adorned with exquisite ornaments, and her figure far from emaciated—even if she was crying now, it seemed mostly for show.
These days, he had thought a lot.
He wasn't particularly handsome nor was he exceptionally talented, just a second-generation master in the family who relied on his elder brother; how then had he caught her eye?
He loved her deeply, always listened to her in everything.
Upon reflection, there were indeed flaws in her behavior.
On the first and fifteenth of each month, she insisted on going to offer incense, a trip that lasted two days, and she returned with a particular glow about her. He thought it was the spiritual renewal, but it turned out it wasn't...
And those idle gossips from before, now they seemed to be making sense!
"Tell me, is it you and Xiu Bingsheng who colluded to let the bandits into the Xin Family!" Master Xin's voice was heavy.
