Qiao Zhongbang was immensely dismayed. The endless arguments between him and his wife over the past two days had sucked all the energy out of his body and mind. Added to his daughter's increasing distance from him, he could not help but reflect deep inside his mind, had he truly done something wrong?
The mother and daughters trio did not care what Qiao Zhongbang fiddled with outside and after cleaning up, they proceeded to go to sleep.
However, when it was the still of the night, Qiao Mu's pitch-black eyes quietly opened. She looked to the side and saw her mother and sister deeply asleep.
She lightly lifted up a corner of the covers, and her nimble body flashed out the window.
The shadows of the trees wavered under the moon, but the window remained completely still. A faint streak of moonlight scattered onto the embracing mother and daughter's sleeping figures.
