Hearing the door close, Lin Mengyao slowly opened her eyes. Two lines of tears fell from her eyes, already moist from the fever, silent and still.
As soon as Xu Ke left the room, his once straight back hunched over, as if something had drained his spine. A thick aura of despair and sadness surrounded him as he walked step by step toward the study.
"Family Head, are you alright?" Housekeeper Zhao appeared out of nowhere beside Xu Ke, looking at him with concern.
"I'm fine. I'm going to the study for a while. Unless it's something important about Yaoyao, don't bother me with anything else." Xu Ke glanced at Housekeeper Zhao, then, like a soulless shell, continued step by step toward the study.
