Tang Jixin is a straightforward person. If she likes something, she likes it; if she doesn't, she doesn't.
Baili Xia noticed that sometimes she is even more simple and pure than a child.
At least, her thoughts are much more direct compared to those in the grand mansion.
Baili Xia walked towards Tang Jixin and reached out to hold her hand in hers.
"Lady Tang, are you feeling any better now?"
Tang Jixin shook her head, "No, it's the same as always. When you get old, your health just deteriorates day by day."
"Now, even my eyesight isn't good anymore."
Baili Xia looked at her perpetually pale face, a twinge of sadness passing through her.
She patted the back of her hand and comforted, "It's okay. As long as you take good care of your health and exercise more, you'll feel better."
She felt a bit melancholic. Tang Jixin was only in her fifties, yet she appeared less healthy than the Old Madam.
