"Mom, I bought a piece of land for you in Iceland; you and my little sister can live there."
Inside a villa, Sun Xingyu said to a middle-aged woman.
This middle-aged woman looked to be just over forty, graceful and elegant, Yu Niang aging beautifully with a distinguished air, appearing every bit the noblewoman.
She was of Eastern descent, with yellow skin, black eyes, and very smooth long black hair.
"You know, even if my sister and I go to Iceland, we won't be out of their sight. Xiao Yu, I'm sorry it's me who's let you down, not only am I unable to help you, but I have also become a burden to you." The woman's gaze rested on Sun Xingyu, her eyes filled with affection as she looked at him with a gentle smile and said, "You rarely come here, and every time I can see the worries in your eyes. Are you facing any troubles?"
Sun Xingyu chuckled and shook his head, "Mom, you worry too much, what could possibly be wrong with me? Don't worry, I'm fine."