...
Feng Chengyue got up, probably about an hour later.
She awoke, but still felt not fully rested, sitting in the small courtyard drinking the porridge Qiu Mingxin made, she didn't think much about it.
Qiu Mingxin had always been nice to her, although he rarely spoke, he was quite thoughtful and good at taking care of people. The Qiu Family... seemed to have this warmth hidden in their bones.
Facing Qiu Mingxin's care and kindness, Feng Chengyue felt warmth in her heart, and a faint smile hung on her lips.
Even though she observed her sister-in-law disdained that the breakfast wasn't made by Qiu Mingyan and had difficulty swallowing while maintaining the posture of a lady of high status, she merely smiled and didn't mind too much.
No one expected.
