Song Wei noticed it, shifted his gaze from the book, and seeing her change of expression, asked softly, "What's wrong?"
Wen Wan patted her chest in fear, murmuring, "It's Su Yaoqi."
Song Wei, seeing her reaction, guessed she had a premonition and told her not to worry, to speak slowly.
Wen Wan sat up straight, placed a soft pillow on her lap, and gently moved her son over to lean on and sleep, then lowered her voice to recount what she had seen—
Su Yaoqi went out with them to have fun today, and shortly after returning, the Duchess began arranging a marriage for him.
To climb the Su Family's social ladder, many families were still willing to marry off their beautiful daughters to him.
However, regardless of how good the girl was, Su Yaoqi rejected them all.
Hearing this, Song Wei asked, "Could it be that he still harbors fantasies about you?"
Wen Wan shook her head, saying it wasn't so.
Song Wei did not interject again and listened quietly to her.
