Helian Yue's face was pale, and her eyes were overflowing with tears, but she finally managed to endure it with a bitter smile on her face.
"It seems like no one else has truly loved me except Grandfather and Grandfather Tian Ya. Even my uncle, who I used to think was sincere, is only treating me like this because I'm his own daughter, and he feels guilty about it..."
Feng Ruqing rubbed her temples as if she had a headache. She looked down, picked up a spade from the ground, and handed it to Helian Yue.
Helian Yue was stunned. "What's this?"
"With all that time to think about so much mess, why don't you tidy up my back garden. I'm going to plant some spirit herbs later."
"Oh..."
Helian Yue was startled at first, but she realized that she had held the spade for some time when she came back to her senses.
"But I've never done this kind of work before."
She was a little anxious.
