Chapter 77

Shen Xiche put a hand on Shen Luoluo's shoulder and drew her out from under Shen Jingyao's palm. "Luoluo, why are you up so early too? Couldn't sleep because we're going to the Shen Family Old Residence?"

"Don't worry. If you don't like them, just ignore them. Stick with your second brother, and I promise no one will dare bully you."

As he spoke, he raised an eyebrow at Shen Jingyao, half taunting, half showing off. See? I took our little sister away.

Shen Jingyao loosely curled his fingers. The warmth seemed to linger in his palm. He tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Childish."

"Exactly!" Shen Jiayan came down the stairs and glared at Shen Xiche. "So childish. You're such a child!"

When Zhao Huizhen saw them come down, she smiled. "You're all up. Good, we're about ready to leave."

"Let's go." Shen Xiche spun his car keys around his index finger. Let's see what the old man and Shen Que are up to this year.

"Come on, Luoluo. Ride with your second brother!"

It was a rare fine day. The sky was clear, and sunlight streamed through the windows, filling the rooms with warmth.

After tidying the rooms upstairs, Aunt Xu went to the study and found Old Master Shen sitting by the window, his head tilted back as he looked outside.

Old Master Shen had been hospitalized after a stroke five years ago. Years of treatment had improved his health considerably, but his lower body had never recovered. He would spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.

Aunt Xu walked over to the window. "Old Master, the weather's lovely today. I'll take you outside for some sun."

The old man in the wheelchair nodded.

Aunt Xu pushed him out of the study, past the