Discharged
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After that, the two of them make small talk. Du Jingtang talked about Rainy, but he treated her as Gao Yi's daughter and didn't make the connection with Xia Ruoxin.
"Right, Sister Ruoxin. I realized…" He carefully recalled all the scenes where he met Rainy. "I realized Rainy's eyes really look like yours."
Xia Ruoxin's fingers, which were resting on the table, clenched tightly, and then she shifted her gaze nonchalantly, her eyes landing on the transparent glass in the distance hazily.
"Shame that I don't have such luck to give birth to a child."
Her self-deprecation made Du Jingtang's cheeks burn. He knew very well why Xia Ruoxin couldn't give birth to a child, but now, the culprit was suffering the same fate. He wondered if this was what they call karma.
The pot of tea reduced by more than half in an instant, but not out of awkwardness. They had run out of things to talk about so sitting there, there was no need to continue speaking.