"It's from an older brother. He said he would give me a toy gun if I delivered the letter."
Ruan Anguo looked thoughtful and asked, "What did this brother look like?"
"..." The little boy didn't know how to describe the brother's appearance, and he didn't have much impression of him anymore.
Ruan Anguo realized he wouldn't get any more information, so he sent the child away with the maid.
He wearily rose and said to Jian Yufei: "Yufei, you can do as you wish. I have some things to deal with in my study."
"Alright, take care." Jian Yufei stood up and helped him.
Ruan Anguo waved her off, telling her not to follow, and took the letter to his study.
Jian Yufei watched his retreating figure, a deeper thought crossed her eyes.
At this moment, Yan Yue, clutching her stomach, slowly descended the stairs.
Upon seeing her, a coldness flashed in Jian Yufei's eyes.
If she hadn't recovered her memories, she would simply dislike Yan Yue.
But now, having remembered everything...
