Shen Jinci brought breakfast over and placed it beside Bian Yue, stroking her hair and asking her what was wrong, as she looked unhappy.
Bian Yue put down her phone, silently moved closer to Shen Jinci, and hugged his waist.
Shen Jinci noticed Bian Yue's low spirits, so he bent down and gently patted her back: "What's the matter? Who made our Bian Yue unhappy?"
Bian Yue sniffed the reassuring cold fragrance from Shen Jinci, shook her head vigorously, and after a moment, her emotions finally settled, and she whispered softly, "Jinci, today is my parents' death anniversary. Can you accompany me to visit them?"
Shen Jinci felt deeply apologetic.
"Sorry, Yueyue..." Shen Jinci couldn't continue. He knelt down in front of Bian Yue, looked up at her: "The death anniversary released by the Bian Family is not today; I didn't investigate further."