Chu Family.
The long dining table was draped with deep red velvet, covered with exquisite and delicious food, as three people were dining.
Sitting far apart from each other, with no one conversing, only the sound of knives scraping on plates, and the whispering footsteps of servants walking back and forth while pouring wine, accompanied by the light clinking of cups.
After the meal, the servants cleared the plates and replaced them with hot tea. The man sitting at the head of the table spoke in a leisurely tone: "Yun Yi, how are your injuries?"
Chu Yunyi took a sip of tea and replied, "Better."
Chu Yu intertwined her fingers, placing them on her lap, and looked at the son who bore a striking resemblance to herself, saying: "Hmm, you've been resting for so long; if you weren't better, there must be something wrong."
Chu Yunyi lowered his head in silence.
