The weather was so pleasant, and their days were looking up—truly, there was no reason for frustration.
Lian Manman laughed, her gaze falling on the doorway of the Upper Room, where she saw a large white face inside. Lian Manman was startled into an irregular heartbeat.
It turned out to be Lady Zhou, silently standing on the threshold. She was dressed in dark blue, standing in the shadow of the door, making it difficult to notice someone there at a glance.
It's not a ghost, not a ghost, Lian Manman slowly exhaled, one hand patting her chest.
After collecting herself, Lian Manman couldn't help but sigh in relief internally. She had no idea how long Lady Zhou had been standing in the doorway, her expression so somber. If Lian Yeye and Lian Xiuxiu had continued to argue just now, Lady Zhou would probably have come out to support Lian Xiuxiu.