I'm afraid, even if Chu Nantian has a soft heart, with Chu Yun guarding the Chu Family, Yuan Yifan's days would not be easy either.
After getting up, Qiao Xiaon'an did not even have time to brush her teeth before she wrapped herself in a shawl and walked onto the balcony to call Qiao Shiwen.
In the winter mornings, even at half past ten, the fog outside remained undispersed, and though it had stopped snowing, the heavy snow from the night before had blanketed everything below with a thick layer of white.
Out on the road near the villa, dozens of cleaners were clearing the piled-up snow with shovels and brooms.
The snowscape was quite beautiful.
After the call connected, Qiao Shiwen's kind voice came through, "Xiao'an, just got up?"
"Dad, you guessed right."
"Didn't your mom tell you not to oversleep before she left? You should maintain good habits in the Yun Family."
