The black-furred bundle jumped off the cushion and came to the courtyard.
The cold wind blew against her bangs, and she silently lowered her gaze.
Her small face still showed no expression, yet her heart was not as calm as it appeared.
A bit... unhappy.
Chen Ye, when had he ever been willing to speak harshly to her before?
But these days...
Unless it was to guide them in cultivation,
he would spend the entire day in the cultivation room, not coming out at all.
Sometimes, Lu Zhiwei would open her eyes.
She inexplicably hoped to see his busy figure around the house.
But at home, there was only Qing Jun sleeping soundly...
Did she do something wrong?
Or has Chen Ye... ultimately gotten tired of these two burdens?
Is that why he doesn't want to see them?
The little girl's mind was turning with countless thoughts, the more she thought, the more aggrieved and uneasy she felt.
She lowered her head, her long bangs covering her eyes, making it hard to see her expression.
