Maternal Aunt Liu sighed deeply. She truly had not raised her daughter or son well. They might seem perfectly fine when nothing was wrong, but once a crisis arose, every one of them would be useless. Especially her daughter, who, while more intelligent than her sons, was also much more petty-minded.
Maternal Aunt Liu felt disheartened as she spoke, "Think it over carefully again, and you can also discuss it with your two younger brothers. I'm confined here, unaware of the specific situation outside, so I'm unable to make plans. I'm already of this age; it is your lives that stretch out before you, and from now on, you will have to strategize for your own futures."
Ye Xinyi could sense Maternal Aunt Liu's cold indifference toward her. It was only when they had first reunited that Maternal Aunt Liu had cried bitterly. After that, she gradually showed a detached and distant demeanor.
