"Then you can't go upstairs either and disturb Mu Qiuniang. What if it's a critical moment and your interruption harms your son?"
"I'll just take a look from outside the door, not knocking, not speaking, even my footsteps will be light," Fu Chunxue promised.
"Dad, let Mom go upstairs for a look. It's been so long already, I also want to go up and see," said Zhan Jingmo, who had seemed distracted and had been playing games, tossing his game console aside.
"Since none of us can feel at ease, let's go up together, but everyone must remain silent," Even Zhan Jingwen said.
The whole family went upstairs.
The old butler, Uncle Zhan, who had been waiting there, hurried over and whispered, "Master, Lady, First Young Master, Second Young Master, why have you all come up?"
"We weren't at ease downstairs," Fu Chunxue also whispered, "Is there no sound from inside?"
Uncle Zhan shook his head, "No sound at all."
Fu Chunxue sighed. Hopefully, everything goes smoothly!
