No matter how turbulent it was outside, Yun Ya decided not to pay any attention to it, and nestled in Yan Song's arms for a peaceful sleep.
Meanwhile, the Yan Family was in chaos due to the death of Lu Mingzhu.
Lu Yuke slept early, usually falling asleep after lying in bed by eight or so, but her sleep was quite light, and she woke up with any slight disturbance.
Rushed footsteps, Aunt Cui's anxious voice rang outside the door: "Madam..."
Lu Yuke threw on a coat and got up, her brows furrowed, "What happened?"
The fingers resting on her knees trembled slightly, for some reason, she felt an ominous premonition in her heart.
Aunt Cui pushed the door open and hurriedly approached Lu Yuke, bent over, and whispered a few words, causing Lu Yuke's eyes to widen fully, and in the next instant, she stood up abruptly, her coat slipping to the floor.
"What?" Her voice was filled with disbelief.
