When Mo Xuemin was anxious, Mo Xuetong was quite relaxed as if she knew nothing about what happened at the manor.

That afternoon, there was another heavy snow. Pieces of snow and clusters of snow were flying in the air like cotton. It was endless, and all was covered in the snow. The whole place was covered in white snow and looked particularly beautiful. Mo Xuetong's room was warm inside. By the side were several stoves, which were filled with burning first-class smokeless ...