Ye Shui-ink, of course, did not know that she was being focused on. She ran back to Ye's house. Ding Yiyi had been doing nothing to select precious stones in the studio.

"You're all right." Ye Shui-mo was very worried when she saw her pale face.

"Nothing." Ding Yiyi smiled gently. "Are there no classes today?"

Seeing the dry mother's reluctant laughter and the dark circles that can't be hidden from her eyes, Ye Shui-ink resisted grief and made a casual excuse to rush out of the studio and burst into tears in the living room.

"Madame said she had a bad appetite and didn't eat today." The servant was...