Gu Ersheng looked at her. "What's wrong?"
There must be something happening with Meng Po, otherwise, she wouldn't be like this.
Qi Wen lay in Gu Ersheng's arms, talking about Meng Po and King Yan.
"I feel like I've indirectly hurt that innocent woman."
"What does it have to do with you?"
"If I hadn't spoken to King Yan, he might not have been moved."
"Qi Wen, you want too much. This really has nothing to do with you."
"Forget it, I won't dwell on it. What's done is done. Saying anything is meaningless."
"That's right, otherwise our young woman will be upset."
Qi Wen sighed, trying to adjust herself; Meng Po's position in her heart had indeed fallen. Not disrespectful, just disagreeing.
After Qi Wen left, Meng Po shed tears. She had lost a good friend.
Qi Wen was right, no matter what, the harm was already done.
She touched her belly. The three children brought a bitter smile to her face. She still couldn't say anything.
