An Yiqing sighed, living in an aristocratic family always comes with some helplessness. No wonder Old Arthur was so upset; this matter would make anyone depressed.
"Try to comfort him often, at least he still has his youngest son and second daughter." An Yiqing said, pretending to be relaxed, as she patted Lanni's shoulder.
Lanni nodded heavily, his clear and pure demeanor gained a touch of despondency, making him seem even more charming.
The next morning, An Yiqing got out of bed early. She opened the window, letting the December cold wind in, which gave her a chill. Taking a deep breath of the morning air, her mind cleared up significantly. The Stausauser Manor was filled with flowers, grass, and trees; even in winter, the air remained fresh and vibrant. Having smelled too much of the exhaust in the city and now seeing the floral and botanical beauty of the manor, An Yiqing felt her mood improve greatly.
