The phone was hung up, and the room became extremely quiet for a while.
Yun Xia finally dragged her tired body down the stairs step by step. Just as she stood at the corner of the stairs, she heard Zhang Ma's voice: "Miss Yun, are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"
"I'm not very hungry yet." Yun Xia smiled and sat down at the dining table helplessly.
"Where is Wen Yue?" Yun Xia hesitated for a while and looked around.
It hadn't been long since she called him to eat just now.
Wen Yue shouldn't have finished eating so quickly.
"She had something to eat and then went back to the house." Zhang Ma glanced at Yun Xia and replied respectfully.
Hearing this, Yun Xia also nodded.
But she still didn't stand up from the chair. This state made Zhang Ma a little surprised.
"Miss Yun, are you worried about something?" After a moment of silence, Zhang Ma finally spoke carefully.
These words made Yun Xia freeze on the spot for a moment.
She looked at Zhang Ma intently. She was probably only a little younger than her mother.
"Zhang Ma, do you still remember what your child looks like?" Her soft and waxy voice made Zhang Ma startled slightly, and the person over there frowned: "Yes."
Her voice was very soft, and there were tears in her eyes.
"I'm her mother, how come I can't remember what she looks like?" Zhang's eyes suddenly turned red, and she almost choked when she spoke: "But... I might..."
She paused and said softly: "I may not recognize her now."
That sudden sentence made Yun Xia's heart hurt inexplicably.
When Zhang Ma said those words, her eyes were almost filled with disappointment.
Yun Xia looked at her steadily, and then whispered for a long time: "Don't be too sad."
She really shouldn't bring up this topic, but Yun Xia has been thinking about her all the time in the years since her mother left.
She thought that she and Zhang Ma were on the same page.
But in fact, speaking out is just two people grieving together.
After having such an idea, Yun Xia lowered her head: "Yeah, I almost can't recognize her either."
It turns out that my mother has changed so much over the years.
But in that video, she still recognized her at a glance.
"Miss Yun, what did you say?" Zhang Ma turned her head to look at Yun Xia in surprise.
"It's nothing," Yun Xia sighed and said slowly, "I miss my mother too."
When she mentioned Sheng Ning, there seemed to be a faint light in her eyes.
Zhang Ma was stunned on the spot.
She had indeed never heard Yun Xia mention her mother, so she was a little confused for a moment.
"She has passed away." Yun Xia smiled and sighed helplessly: "I've put you in a difficult position."
After Yun Xia finished speaking, he smiled politely.
Her soft and waxy voice made Zhang Ma's eyes look a little heartbroken. She whispered: "Miss Yun, my condolences."
After her hoarse words fell, Yun Xia had already stood up.
She slowly walked a few steps upstairs and whispered: "Tomorrow is a new day."
No matter how bad her mood is today, Yun Xia always firmly believes that she should not carry this mood into tomorrow.
After she finished speaking, Zhang Ma also nodded.
Yun Xia slowly went upstairs, and then fell on the bed a little tired.
However, the dark room made her feel inexplicably afraid.
It was as if that video kept replaying in my mind.
The whole world is as silent as death.
Yun Xia tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
By the time she closed her eyes in a daze, it was already late at night.
Early the next morning, Yun Xia was awakened by the sound of Wen Yue banging on the door. She opened her eyes drowsily and heard the voice outside the door: "Sister Yun Xia, it's time for you to go to work!"
The soft and waxy voice made Yun Xia frown involuntarily.
She has always been angry when getting out of bed.
Therefore, after Liu Guang went to work, Gu Shengbei basically knew her habit.
He rarely wakes her up.
Even when Lu Xiaoye came to pick her up, Gu Shengbei would sometimes tell him not to call her Yun Xia.
Yun Xia rubbed her sleepy eyes. As soon as she opened the door, she heard Wen Yue's voice: "Sister Yun Xia, you will be late if you don't go to the company."
"Well," Yun Xia rubbed her forehead and responded in a daze: "I haven't woken up yet. I'll sleep a little longer."
"Then..." Wen Yue took a breath and pointed to the door: "I'm going to find a job first?"
Her probing words made Yun Xia nod.
"Go quickly, it's not good to go to the talent market late." After Yun Xia finished speaking, he was about to turn around.
Almost at this moment, Wen Yue spoke again: "Sister Yunxia, let me pour you a glass of water."
She handed the glass in. Yun Xia had no time to talk to her when she was most sleepy. But when she saw Wen Yue leaning against the door, she took the glass without hesitation: "Thank you."
Yun Xia said and brought the cup to his mouth without any precautions.
Wen Yue laughed and said politely: "Sister Yunxia, if you continue to sleep, I will go out first."
After her soft and waxy voice fell, she saw that Yun Xia had fallen on the bed.
The little woman covered her head with the quilt and turned over lazily.
Afterwards, she fell asleep.
Wen Yue stood outside the door, and almost at that moment a voice came from behind her: "Miss Wen, what are you doing?"
Zhang Ma looked at her in astonishment.
Wen Yue's room is on the first floor, while Yun Xia's room is on the second floor.
Logically speaking, she shouldn't be here.
"I'm just a servant, why do you care so much?" Wen Yue glanced at Zhang Ma and spoke coldly.
This sudden sentence made Zhang Ma frown.
Ever since Yun Xia and Gu Shengbei got married, Gu Shengbei ordered Zhang Ma to work until ten o'clock in the evening, and also provided a special car to pick her up. The biggest reason why he did this was that Yun Xia liked the food Zhang Ma cooked.
So Gu Shengbei doted on Yun Xia.
Therefore, even the previous housekeeper and other servants in the family knew that Zhang Ma had improved her position.
But Wen Yue didn't care about this.
She laughed sarcastically: "I am the guest invited by Sister Yunxia. Are you afraid that I will sue you when you talk to me like this?"
The speed of her face change was really too fast and too obvious.
But Zhang Ma was not too surprised.
She raised her eyes and glanced at the people here: "Just because you are a guest, you shouldn't be in the position of the host."
Her answer was only coherent: "Even when Miss Yun's brother comes, he only lives on the first floor and never goes beyond."
As soon as these words came out, it was clearly implying something.
Wen Yue's brows frowned, and then she snorted coldly: "Really? What if I don't listen?"