"Illness strikes like a mountain falling; I see that Mother has lost weight all over her face," Yunuo pursed her lips and sighed, "If she continues to lie sick like this, her cheeks will sink in."
Yunuo's tone was soft and slow, making it impossible to tell whether she was happy or worried.
Yunluo raised her eyes to look at her, only to see that Yunuo's pair of dark eyes had lost their usual shrewdness, replaced by a hint of melancholy, which was quite surprising and even elicited a bit of regret.
In dealing with her legitimate mother, Yunuo, although not as trusting as with Aunt Mo, had after all been raised in the Liao Family's presence for more than ten years, and there was some affection.
The Liao Family was somewhat difficult to please, but they never abused or bullied Yunuo, and they were attentive to her food, clothing, and other needs.
Yunuo was not foolish enough to wish for the Liao Family to be gravely ill; she wasn't that heartless, nor that stupid.
