Xiaotao knew that the abortion surgery of the Second Miss was inseparable from the master, and the Second Miss was probably still very angry with him, but there was no other way.
Ya Chen's face changed slightly.
He thought that meeting her less during this period would make her feel better and help her recover quickly.
After listening to Xiaotao report her daily routine over the past few days, he did not linger and headed upstairs.
When he opened the door, his first feeling was that the room was eerily quiet, as if it wasn't meant for a living person.
The person living here seemed dead, lifeless.
Xiaotao followed him, whispering, "She's sitting on the window seat..."
Ya Chen walked toward the window seat.
Chu Xinyue remained unresponsive, still lost in her own world, as if she couldn't hear the approaching footsteps.
He only stopped when he was close enough to hear her breathing: "Why do you stay inside all day and not go out?"
