Nan Yu woke up to find her pillow soaked through.
She looked at the window, which was already brightly lit, wiped the liquid off her face, and examined her clothes drenched in sweat.
She changed into a fresh set of clothes then put on sunglasses and a mask before leaving her room.
Directly heading to the hall, she saw Nan Qingqing, who had knelt for a full six hours, limping and moving upstairs.
She raised an eyebrow, indifferently passed beside her, and went up to Duan Zhu's room.
Nan Qingqing watched Nan Yu walk past her, the hatred in her heart surging. She clenched the railing with her fingernails, barely restraining herself from lashing out at Nan Yu.
This "Li" should just wait. Once she becomes the daughter of the Nan Family tomorrow, she'll make sure Nan Yu has nowhere to be buried the day after that!
Reaching the upstairs, Nan Yu glanced sideways at the furious Nan Qingqing before returning to her room. She silently withdrew her gaze and entered the sickroom.
