Sang Wan slowly opened her closed eyes and couldn't help but smile slightly, "Yes, a little. It's said..."
It's said that the sons and daughters of wealthy families usually treat their wet nurses as confidantes, and value and take good care of them without question. But a respectful and cautious attitude like Shi Fengju's, fearing to cause even the slightest displeasure to the elderly lady, is truly rare.
Shi Fengju sighed softly, revealing infinite sadness, gratitude, and pity as he quietly said, "My wet nurse is ten years older than my mother and was my mother's servant. Her husband died trying to save my father, and she herself lost her only son forever in the process of saving me."
Sang Wan's lips parted slightly, and she uttered a soft "Ah!"
