In the Feng home.
"Shuyan, this is my house. Last time, you were the only one who didn't come for my birthday. What a pity. In the past, no matter how busy you were, you would do your best to be there." Feng Yanli sighed and lowered her head in disappointment.
She thought that Chi Shuyan would comfort her like before, but even after a long while, it was still so silent that one could hear a pin drop.
Keeping her head bowed, Feng Yanli, who was pretending to be dejected and distressed, stiffened. After waiting for a long time for Chi Shuyan's reply, she looked a bit embarrassed and didn't know whether to lift her head or lower it.
