During the night, Xue Cong turned from one side of the bed to the other.
It was difficult for her to fall asleep.
She felt anxious yet happy at the same time.
Anxious as she didn't know how to face her family members again.
But at the same time, it would be great for her to meet with her younger brother again.
Thoughts came into her mind uncontrollably.
Did her father recover fully?
Was her mother still sewing outside, using the moonlight to save on the candle?
And did Ah Di listen to her to take good care of father and mother?
Different scenarios appeared in her mind.
She rested for a few incense time before the sun rose again.
...
Meanwhile, in Su Clan's mansion.
Su Chen wasn't too pleased, and he sat at the table.
A broken teacup was on the tabletop in front of him; he broke it when he slammed it too hard.
"That dumb fool. Who does he think he is?" Su Chen muttered out loud.
Wu Tong, with the teacup up at his mouth, blew the hot steam away.
