Chapter 125 Take Disciples During the Night Walk

An oil lamp was lit on the desk. Zhao Xiang’er sat on the chair, one hand placed on her belly. The back of her hand was pressed by the elbow of the other arm. She lowered her head, unfolded the letter of apology with one hand and read it out gently. “Dear Miss Zhao, I’ve thought about this back and forth. Deep in my heart, I feel guilty about you. Therefore, I’m writing this letter to seek your forgiveness.”