Cai Xiaotang left a sentence behind and crisply turned around to go upstairs.
Madam Mu immediately said to Father Mu, "Old Master, you saw her..."
"That's enough!" Father Mu interrupted in a voice, helplessly watching Cai Xiaotang's retreating figure as she went upstairs.
"Let her do as she pleases. I will have someone transfer more money into her bank account later, to spare her from suffering alone outside..."
Upstairs—
Cai Xiaotang went straight to the room at the end of the corridor.
She gently turned the doorknob, glanced at the familiar decorations inside, and couldn't help but feel her eyes getting warm.
Cai Xiaotang took a deep breath to adjust her emotions.
Only then did she step lightly into the room, as if afraid of disturbing anything.
She sat at the desk, her gaze slowly taking in everything in the room.
The light purple curtains shimmered with a faint glow in the sunlight, and on the bed lay the beige bedsheets that her mother had once favored the most.