"Sister-in-law, what's wrong?" Ziyi asked, not understanding, gently patting Zhixi's back in comfort.
Zhixi took a deep breath, calming herself down.
She thought she should help them as much as possible.
"It's nothing," Zhixi let go of her and smiled, "You really like this painting, don't you? I've just bought it."
Ziyi was taken aback for a moment, then nodded lightly, "Thank you, sister-in-law."
Zhixi really wanted to say that it was Pei Yuanchen's intention.
But in the end, she held back, smiled, and said nothing more.
...
Zhixi accompanied Ziyi back to the He Family's old house.
But the atmosphere in the house seemed a bit off.
The living room was empty.
It was only after they walked in that a servant came out from the kitchen to greet them and serve tea.
"Where's Mom?" Ziyi asked.
The servant's eyes instinctively glanced towards the second floor and whispered, "Master and Madam are in the bedroom..."
