Hearing no response, Old Mrs. Lu angrily pounded the bed, but she had no strength, and only a very soft, muffled sound came out.

"Did you hear that?"

A cold wave recently hit, and the temperature dropped sharply.

Lu Xingquan quickly tucked the blanket around Grandma Lu, saying, "Mom, the weather's getting cooler lately, so please take care and don't catch a cold."

"I have other things to do at the company, I'll come see you next time."

Grandma Lu was so angry that she was coughing violently. Lu Xingquan listened outside for a moment and then asked the caregiver to go in and take care of her.

Does he resent it?

He didn't know who to blame.

The weather has been cold lately, and the area around Qingtang Reservoir is already cold. After a cold snap, the lake surface even showed signs of freezing over.

The bixi hibernates peacefully underneath.

He likes winter.

Quiet and undisturbed.

Just as he was about to drift off to sleep, Bixi suddenly opened his eyes.

There was a spot on his back, missing a piece of the tortoise shell, that was throbbing faintly and was glowing with a reddish light.

Inside Jiang Si's villa, everyone was gathered around a hot pot.

Even She Zhang, who had been feeling sleepy, joined in and had a great time competing with Qi Yan.

Li Jianshan and Guan Qingchen both brought out their family's treasured fine wines.

"We won't leave until we're drunk." Guan Qingchen raised his glass.

"Yes, we won't leave until we're drunk. Thank you, Master, for all your guidance." Li Jianshan said emotionally, as if he had just thought of something. "Master, without you, I wouldn't be who I am today."

Jiang Si got goosebumps and interrupted him mercilessly, "Alright, stop being so sentimental."

Han Yunluo looked at them with amusement.

"No—" Li Jianshan hadn't finished speaking when the doorbell rang.

The group looked at each other, wondering who could possibly come at this hour.