The dusk of late autumn always arrives quickly, and suddenly it's dark.
Yueyao carried the meal prepared by Nanny Hua herself, and ate slowly, bite by bite. After finishing, she said to Xiang Wei: "Come to think of it, it's really strange. The last time Tingzheng got married, I was pregnant, and this time I'm pregnant again. It's such a coincidence."
Xiang Wei also found it quite coincidental.
Putting down the bowl in her hand, Yueyao thought for a moment and asked: "How is Madam Lin? Has she remarried?"
Xiang Wei's expression was somewhat peculiar: "She hasn't remarried, but her family has already arranged someone." The family that Madam Lin was arranged with wasn't an official's family; even an official's family wouldn't dare to marry someone like Madam Lin, who might cause trouble.
