Others looked on with skepticism, but Long Jiarui alone knew of Zhong Nianyao's abilities. After hearing Zhong Nianyao speak, she immediately grabbed her hand, urgently asking, "Nianyao, is there no other way?"
In ordinary days, she didn't quite like this sister-in-law. Although she seemed gentle, she always appeared as if she was wearing a mask, which felt very fake. However, she hadn't said anything about it; this was her brother's wife, and as long as her brother was happy, that was what mattered. She wasn't a troublesome sister-in-law.
Though she didn't like her, no matter what, this was her brother's wife. If she truly couldn't have children, it meant her brother would also be without children.
Zhong Nianyao glanced at Long Jiarui, then turned her gaze to Yu Manyun and gently shook her head, speaking indifferently, "Heaven's misdeeds can be forgiven, but one's own misdeeds cannot. She has sown the seeds of evil herself; she must accept such bitter fruit."
