You'd Better Not

Chen Ru, the airhead who failed to read Song Zhuyu's real intention, smacked his palm with a look of belated realization. "That's right!" He fixed his warm and concerned gaze on Rui Shuren. "I remember it was raining so hard that night. Oh God, it must have been so difficult for Madam Su!"

"Hear, hear!" Old Liang chimed in, having overheard their conversation. "I nearly thought the boat was going to overturn that day. It was a massive storm, and the poor lady looked like she was in extreme pain! Sheesh, we were fortunate that she didn't give birth onboard. That's why I always said not to delay going to the mainland until it's too late!"

Rui Shuren's complexion paled even further, presumably recalling the memory of that night. Song Zhuyu noted that her fingertips were trembling ever so slightly. "We've inconvenienced you, Uncle Liang," she directed an apologetic smile toward the middle-aged man. "If not for you, I can't imagine what would have happened."