The world outside the window was still tranquil, the sunlight filtering through the gaps in the leaves, casting a special peace upon her face.
Jiang Xianmei and Lin Ruoyun, carrying breakfast from the kitchen, saw Jiang Yuzhu standing in front of the window, taking a deep breath of the fresh air with a gentle smile on her face.
They couldn't help but exchange glances, full of confusion. This change seemed too sudden and puzzling.
After all, just before Pei Jingchuan had left, Jiang Yuzhu had seemed a bit downcast, but now she appeared to be a different person entirely.
The afternoon sun streamed through the curtains into the cozy living room where Jiang Yuzhu sat on the sofa with a book in her hands.
However, her gaze wasn't lingering on the text, but instead periodically drifted towards the window as if her thoughts had floated far away.