Ye Shuyun immediately stopped talking to her son. No matter how much Lu Jin tried to persuade her, she was determined to ignore her son this time.
What happened on the elder’s side had nothing to do with this side. Yan Huan sat up. She seemed to have returned to her old days. There were no endorsements, no advertisements, and no status.
And she was living like an old woman in her twilight years. She was waiting for her old age, and also waiting for her death.
In fact, she had forgotten what she was waiting for.
As for Qin Xiaoyue, she had settled down for a few days, but it seemed that everything was going back to its original development.
Some people did not have any interactions, and some people did not have much hope even if they had some interactions.
Day after day after day, just like this, waiting, aging..
The day the sun rises, and the day the sun sets.
