The night was deep and tranquil.
Jiang Chuyun stood in front of the window, gazing far into the city's night.
She had talked with Old Madam Gong for a long time during the day, but the old lady, as if bewitched, stubbornly insisted that Chi Xiaoyu must marry into the Gong Family.
Just like her past affection for Mo Yunqi, she now devotedly favored Chi Xiaoyu.
All her persuasion was in vain; not only did she fail to gain any favor, but she was also scolded by Old Madam Gong.
The old lady criticized her for her inability to keep Gong Zhenshen's heart over the years, leaving her so angry that she didn't even eat a bite of dinner.
Bai Luowei brought in some snacks and fruits.
"Aunt, please eat something! You've been without a morsel of food all day, your health will suffer!"
Only then did Jiang Chuyun turn around, her eyes showing a hint of warmth, and without a word, she hugged Bai Luowei tightly.
It seemed she was seeking some emotional solace from Bai Luowei's presence.