Ran Zhihan slowly felt that her entire body was becoming uncomfortable, but she didn't know how to express this to her husband. She could only silently bear all the pressure alone, fighting the torment of illness in isolation while everyone else continued to bicker over trivial household matters. She truly didn't understand what she, as a daughter-in-law, was supposed to do. She had already given up so much and stopped intervening in their affairs, yet why were they still unwilling to recognize their mistakes, to let go of the prejudices in their hearts, and insist on fighting? What good did it do for any of them?
Yichen was constantly wondering, if one day he too left this world, what would he feel? If something were to happen to his grandfather, what path would he, as a grandson, ultimately follow? He couldn't predict it; what he feared most deep down was losing his dearest ones, fearing the loss of Old Master Zhang.
