tonight, reclining on a beauty cushion while listening to music.Hearing Fu Yan call her name, she squinted and looked over. Her gaze landed on something, causing her to sit up straight. She pointed at...Xiaoyi pushed open the window, letting fresh air flow into the room.s mother's departing figure, letting out a self-deprecating chuckle. As always, she had favored mediocrity over excellence. No matter how brilliant or perfect he was, he could never compare to his ord...