He thought that if she could hear it, she might feel better.
Gradually, his heart truly calmed down.
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Yinting returned to Yinhuang Island overnight, went straight to the study, and pulled out all the letters about Xia Wu that he had locked away for years and never looked at.
Because he had strictly forbidden anyone to mention Xia Wu in front of him, the letters about Xia Wu weren't handled by him but were directly held back by his subordinates, so the ones he had were only from the first two years.
With trembling hands, he opened all those letters, and the contents were simple, only a few short sentences.
There were records of when Xia Wu left Yinhuang Island, when she gave birth to the child, the child's name, the hour of birth, and the doctor's diagnosis, and even Xia Wu's records of seeking medical treatment everywhere.
But these were all there was; altogether, ten plus letters, just a few words in total.
