The sky began to brighten slightly.
It was a bit gloomy, with mist floating in the air, a thin veil of gray shrouded the view, carrying a bone-chilling cold.
Lou Xingyue got up.
After washing up and doing her skincare routine,
She then put on a set of sportswear and leisurely went downstairs.
She ran into He Lan, who was sitting in the living room having her coffee.
"Mum. I'm going for a walk. I'll be back soon."
He Lan looked up at her, "No rush, take your time. You're just starting to feel a little better, so take good care of yourself."
A bit impatient, Lou Xingyue waved: "I know."
Unable to resist nagging, He Lan continued: "And your brother. His personality is hard to grasp; what you did at the Yun Family must have upset him. Find a chance to call him, sincerely apologize. Don't think he is that big-hearted. I've been watching him for so many years yet I can't comprehend him, be careful."
After all, they were dependent on others' charity.
