Aunt Zuo, I see you already possess the way to embrace death.

"Spencer?"

Upon hearing Yan Huan's call, Spencer finally snapped back to reality.

Her expression subtly shifted, and she quickly turned her head, attempting to put on the usually spoiled demeanor.

But with the restraint and tension still lingering in her heart, it turned into a forced facade, even her words slightly trembled as she spoke,

"What...what's up?"

"Aunt Ye is calling for you."

"Huh?"

Spencer still stood behind Yan Huan, just cautiously poking her head out to observe Ye Lan beside Ye Shiyu's bed.

Ye Lan smiled gently, gesturing to her with a wave.

In Spencer's eyes, she saw the gentle Aunt Ye beckoning to her.

She really liked this aunt.

Thinking so, Spencer's face blushed slightly as if she was somewhat shy, and even her voice became much quieter,

"...Hello, aunt."

Watching Spencer peeking out from behind Yan Huan, Ye Lan covered her mouth with a laugh and said,