C867 Betrayal

She recited the scriptures as usual, praying for her premature child.

Lord An had long gotten used to her appearance. He walked to her side, knelt down, and kowtowed a few times towards the Buddha statue.

"Madam, i..."

"You have her scent on you."

Madam An said calmly.

Her words almost caused Sir An to lose his breath. She was still the same. It was fine as long as she knew some things