The sky is warm and sunny, with the winter sun shining comfortably.
Ye Anran glanced at the room she needed to tidy up, which was quite large and brightly lit, with a very nice southeast-facing window.
After giving some instructions, she went downstairs.
On her way down, she also took the big red robe with her.
"Mom and dad, let's try the taste of this high mountain mist tea; it's bound to be fantastic!" she said with a smile.
It was as if nothing had just happened.
Old Master Bo and the Older Woman also smiled gently, nodding in agreement as everyone tacitly glossed over the recent incident.
Of course, while some genuinely moved on quickly, others still felt upset inside.
Ye Anran began to steep the tea. When she came out, she intentionally turned on the garden's built-in speaker system and played some soft guzheng music.
Elder Bo, with heavy thoughts, remained inside. Outside, the distant noise from Young Master Bo's family was subtly overpowered by the guzheng.
