Chen Wei'er went to the closet, changed out of her flimsy attire, and wore regular pajamas. Thereafter, she exited the room.
Just as she was about to knock in the study room, she realized it was quiet inside. She then decided to enter. In an instant, a pungent smell of smoke washed over her.
Chen Wei'er coughed violently, and tears came out of her eyes.
'What happened? Did my husband actually smoke? This amount? Really? What problem did he encounter?'
Chen Wei'er took a long time to recover from the pervasive smell of smoke before she went downstairs.
"What could be wrong with Madam He?" When Aunty Song heard her cough, she quickly asked, "Did you catch a cold?"
"No. Do you know where He Xun is?" Chen Wei'er asked.
"Sir left early this morning," Aunty Song replied. "He didn't look too good though. I don't know what happened. He didn't even have breakfast."
