Luo Youyou has noticed that the family members are listening with their ears inclined, and although those servants are busy working, they are chatting at a distance but still listening.
She used to speak in a low voice but felt it wasn't the right time to speak now.
"Is there really nothing wrong?" Her mother looked her up and down several times, thinking her daughter had become much more beautiful, although she hadn't lost weight as she said she would; had she become beautiful by visiting a salon instead of staying at home?
"Nothing wrong, I'm perfectly healthy." Luo Youyou put down her drink, finding it tasteless; if not for appearances, she wouldn't want to drink it.
"Alright, let's talk after dinner." Mr. Luo spoke up.
Her other brothers, concerned about their sister, couldn't get a word in before dinner.
