Lin Ruoyun slowly approached Jiang Yuzhu, the orange in her hand neatly peeled, the pith meticulously removed to reveal the tender fruit.
She handed the orange to Jiang Yuzhu, the corners of her mouth curving into a barely noticeable smile, her voice cool but polite, "Have some fruit to ease the nausea."
Jiang Yuzhu took the orange, her hand trembling slightly, filled with a sense of being favorably overwhelmed.
She looked up at Lin Ruoyun to see that her demeanor remained haughty, as though this act was out of consideration for the family's progeny rather than personal care for her.
Jiang Yuzhu quietly expressed her thanks, her voice tinged with an imperceptible tremble, "Thank you, Aunt Lin."
Pei Tianxiong had witnessed all of this, a complex look flashing in his eyes.
He knew that Lin Ruoyun's gesture, though seemingly simple, was a side of her seldom shown.
In his memory, Lin Ruoyun always held the family affairs to a very high standard.
