Who Was Silly? Who Was Naive?

"Nothing else can help Chen Zhou?" asked Su Xiaoxue.

"I'm not sure. I didn't ask her for details," said the maid.

"I see," said Su Xiaoxue.

She looked through the window while practicing the control of her internal power. She felt warm in her belly.

Her Qi was moving around in certain area of her body.

"The view is nice," said Su Xiaoxue.

"Yes," said the maid.

In fact, there was nothing nice to see. It was winter. Everything looked deserted. However, for Su Xiaoxue, who had been stuck in her bed for years and been unable to see anything outside, the view was so pretty.

Ding! The doorbell rang.

"Miss, Mr. Guo is here to see you," said a maid downstairs.

"Please invite him to come in," said Su Xiaoxue.

"Sure," said the maid.

Guo Zhenghe walked upstairs with a seemingly valuable gift.

"Hi, Xiaoxue, how are you? Looking at something nice through the window again?" said Guo Zhenghe.