Ever since the old master of the Fu Family passed away, the old matriarch seemed like a completely different person.
People said it was because his passing had been too great a shock for her, but as Fu Xian saw it, 'It's probably because with him gone, she no longer needs to suppress her true nature, right?'
"Sweetheart, you're here," the old matriarch's eyes lit up. She was holding a chicken leg, and her hands were glistening with grease.
"Come here, Grandma saved the biggest chicken leg for you."
Fu Xian instinctively took a step back, the corner of his mouth twitching. "I already ate."
"Oh, is that so," the old matriarch said, lowering her head in disappointment. She quickly looked up again and asked, "You went to see Aunt Zhang, didn't you?"
"Mhm." Fu Xian nodded.
A nostalgic look filled the old matriarch's eyes as she spoke slowly. "Back then, it was your Aunt Zhang. She risked her life to save me. If it weren't for her, well, you wouldn't be here…"
