Lin Wan Yi looked at the familiar yet acerbic handwriting on the envelope, her fingertips slightly chilled.
She opened the envelope.
The letter began with a lengthy congratulatory message.
"Wan Yi, my daughter, hearing that you're expecting twins is indeed a monumental joy for the Lin Family, and your father and I in Beijing are happy for you."
Lin Wan Yi tugged at the corners of her mouth, her expression unreadable.
Turning to the next page of the letter, the tone shifted.
"But you've been frail since childhood, and now with the joy of twins, one wonders if your delicate frame can bear such overwhelming fortune."
"A woman married should regard her husband as heaven, remaining obedient and dutiful as her role dictates."
"Especially how you ended up with Mr. Gu, you must be well aware."
