Nangong Xu smiled and asked, "Are you not free right now?"
"No, I'm quite free, and I was actually planning to visit my mother," Jian Yufei replied with a smile.
"Then come with me."
"Okay."
…
Jian Yufei followed him toward the castle where they lived. Along the way, Nangong Xu kept asking about her life, showing great concern for her.
Much like a father, he seemed very caring.
Jian Yufei didn't know his false facade, or perhaps she would have been moved by his actions.
But since she knew everything, she naturally took all his actions as having ulterior motives.
He was acting, and she was too; yet, they managed to get along harmoniously.
…
In the garden, Nangong Ruyue sat on a swing, her expression vacant as she gently swayed.
Seeing her like this, Jian Yufei felt a sudden surge of heartache.
Had her mother always been in this dazed state for over twenty years?
