In the attic of the courtyard in the Old Mansion, the Old Lady and Bai Yueru stood side by side, gazing afar at the group of young talents gathering happily on the lawn. A sense of melancholy inevitably filled their hearts.
The Yangtze River pushes the waves forward. Faced with the future ruled by the young, even if they were unwilling, there was nothing they could do.
"Being young is wonderful," the Old Lady sighed. "Back when I was Ye Shu's age, it was when I had just married into the Sheng Family. Now looking at Ye Shu's fearless demeanor, she does remind me of my younger self."
Bai Yueru said, "Mom, how can she compare to you? Back then, you single-handedly shouldered the responsibility of the Sheng Family when Father-in-law was completely uninterested in managing affairs. It's different now, our Ah Chen has extraordinary skills. With him around, the obstacles Ye Shu faces will be considerably fewer."
