The late-night after the dinner, Jiang Yuyan noticed Lu Chen was going to the gallery on the first floor alone and he looked tense. Every day at the time of the breakfast or dinner, Jiang Yuyan noticed that uncle Lu Chen was unusually silent, and he didn't even eat properly.
She could guess what the reason might be and went behind him to the gallery. Lu Chen was standing alone, looking out at the sky blankly. It was the first time Jiang Yuyan would talk to him other than normal talk in the home. She hardly had any conversation with him.
"Uncle!" Jiang Yuyan called him as she stood behind him a few steps away.
Lu Chen turned to look at her and greeted her with a smile because he didn't want to show her that he was stressed out and surrounded by so many worries.
"Yes, dear."
"Uncle looked stressed out these days," Jiang Yuyan commented.
"It's nothing. I am just a bit tired. I would be fine after getting good sleep," said Lu Chen.
