In the past two years, Luo Fenghe's illness had worsened to the point where she couldn't even manage the affairs of the Luo Family if she wanted to.
Since a year ago, almost all of the Luo Family's businesses and financial power had fallen into Luo Ning's hands.
Jiang Fen had also lived nearly a year of the true wealthy lifestyle she was supposed to have.
Every day, she hoped for Luo Fenghe's death, which was finally within reach.
However, Luo Fenghe was not only still alive, but her complexion had also unexpectedly improved.
Hadn't they said she was at death's door?
"Feng He... Feng He, has your illness gotten better? Your complexion looks much improved," Jiang Fen's mind raced with thoughts, and she wished she could just stab Luo Fenghe with a knife, but outwardly, she could only inquire with a face full of concern.
"Mm, better," Luo Fenghe responded softly.
Jiang Fen, hearing this perfunctory answer, stiffened and didn't know whether to believe it or not.