Except for the fact that the latter disliked him for some reason, Xie Yang didn't notice anything strange about Silver.
He returned to the carriage and ordered the driver to take them around the city. To let his wife get a better view of the place they lived, he opened the windows of the carriage. With a smile on her face, she popped her head outside the carriage and looked at the streets that were too unfamiliar to her even though she was born in this city and remained here all her life. Her father didn't like her and refused to take her out of the home. Her blood mother was sick because of giving birth to her and didn't have the strength to carry her out in her arms. That one time she got ill, her poor mother had to carry her on her back, go to a clinic, and use what little she had saved to pay for her hospital fees.
"What are you thinking about, hmm?"
"Nothing."
