Su Qingtian's delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she hurriedly reached out to pick up the paper cutting. She took a dry towel and carefully wiped the rainwater from the paper cutting.
On it, the character for "Jue" was intricately cut, resembling the flight of a dragon and a phoenix.
Su Qingtian's expression was focused. As she stared at that character, her small lips slightly curved into a smile.
She still remembered the day Mo Nanjue left; it was raining just as heavily. He was leaving the Mo Family, a situation she didn't foresee. She never dared to say or do much in front of him, but that time, she really broke the rules, crying and begging him to take her with him.
What would she do if she didn't leave? She was his wife. From childhood to adulthood, she had been specially trained, and everything in her life revolved around the name "Mo Nanjue," deeply ingrained in her mind, impossible to erase...
Mo Nanjue was no longer in the Mo Family, so what was she staying for?
