Confused, Ye Fei looked at Xu Shuyun and asked, "Aunt, is something wrong?"
Seeing that her daughter had finally spoken up, Xu Shuyun no longer concealed her emotions and let out a soft sigh. However, she didn’t respond to Ye Fei directly. Instead, she turned her gaze toward the study, her eyes reflecting such emptiness that it made Ye Fei feel a pang of sadness.
Ye Fei was about to ask more, but just then, a gruff voice from the study broke the silence, "Who's shouting out there? Don’t you know it's rude to disturb someone’s sleep?"
The voice felt crude. In the past, Ye Fei had always found this voice to be bold and energetic, but now it only came across as brash and harsh.
The door to the study opened, and out stepped a disheveled man with messy hair and a pale face, dressed in wrinkled pajamas. Ye Fei blinked in disbelief—this was supposed to be his once-dignified second uncle?