When Song Yunuan left the courtyard back then, she was crying and sobbing.
Now, coming back again, Aunt Cai was actually worried that she would cry again.
But Song Yunuan controlled her emotions extremely well.
She was neither sad nor indifferent, nor was there a smile, just a very complex feeling.
This attitude was good.
Aunt Cai breathed a sigh of relief.
No matter whether it was genuine or fake, she had watched her grow up and had truly liked her in the past.
Especially when Little Nuan was young, she looked just like a doll out of a painting.
She glanced again at that so-called little uncle of Song Yunuan, clearly very nervous.
This was normal.
Meanwhile, Song Yunuan had already stood in the living room, and the closed door opposite her was Lu Feng's room.
Towards the Lu family, the original owner naturally knew it very well.
It was just like going to her own house.
