“My lady, please stop pacing. I’m getting dizzy just watching you!”
In the young miss’s boudoir, Xiao Xing watched her mistress walk back and forth, circling so much her own eyes were spinning.
“You don’t understand, Xiao Xing.”
Wen Jiayin let out a long sigh. She finally stopped pacing, but only to slump over the table, lying there bonelessly, looking utterly dejected.
“Miss…”
Xiao Xing stood at her side, wanting to help but at a complete loss.
“Is it because you don’t want to marry that Young Master Mo?”
Having grown up at her young lady’s side, Xiao Xing...
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