Zheng’er was worried when he saw that his mother was soaked. “Stop talking, Mother. You should hurry and change your clothes.”
He would not have cared if other people fell sick, but he was worried about his mother falling sick. Falling sick was awful. Although he knew they could take care of her, he did not want her to fall sick.
“Mother, I will boil some ginger brown sugar tea for you,” Rong’er said as he held his mother’s hand and led her up the stairs.
In the past, whenever it rained, their mother would always cook a bowl of ginger brown sugar tea for their grandfather when he returned home.
“Okay,” An Jiuyue replied gently and headed upstairs.
As An Jiuyue brought Yan Yan and Xue Ling upstairs, the man’s subordinate was stunned when he noticed something.
“Master, I saw a gecko cinnabar mark1 on that lady’s arm. How could she have—” Two grown sons?!
2
Before he could finish his sentence, his master’s stern glare made him swallow his remaining words.
He was sure he saw it. The young lady definitely had a gecko cinnabar mark on her arm. Miss Yan Yan and Xue Ling should have seen it too.
“Go start a fire,” the man instructed coldly.
“Okay.” He pursed his lips and turned around to start a fire.
However, there was no need for him to start a fire as there were already people starting a fire for them. Soon, they were seated around the fire.
…
Yan Yan had already finished changing her clothes in a bedroom upstairs. When An Jiuyue was done, they waited for Xue Ling, who was changing in another room.
However, Xue Ling never came out.
“What’s going on? What is Sister Ling doing?”
Yan Yan was getting impatient. She stole a quick glance at An Jiuyue, who looked rather displeased and began chiding Xue Ling in her head.
Xue Ling is older than me but she always fails to assess situations correctly! She has been so unaware of how dangerous things are—and so ungrateful too! But she should at least be able to read the room and act accordingly, right?
“Sister Ling, are you done? If you’re done, I’m coming in!” she shouted.
No one responded.
An Jiuyue took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and tried to push the door. However, Xue Ling had locked the door from inside, and she could not open it no matter how hard she tried.
“Wei Na, show me what is going on inside,” she instructed.
Wei Na replied immediately, “Master, that woman is so disgusting! She is sleeping on your bed! She even locked the door! How can there be such a disgusting person? You should chase her away quickly!”
1
Wei Na was dumbfounded by Xue Ling’s actions.
Yan Yan was also shocked.
Xue Ling must have gone mad! Is she trying to claim the room for herself? Has she forgotten that this is not her home? This place belongs to our lifesaver, An Jiuyue!
“Sister Ling, are you inside? There is porridge ready downstairs. Let’s go down. You must be hungry, right?”
She tried to persuade Xue Ling to come out of the room. After all, they had not eaten for two days. Xue Ling must be hungry.
Food was always the most tempting.
Unfortunately, Xue Ling did not respond at all.
“Well…” Yan Yan looked uncomfortable as she glanced at An Jiuyue.
Zheng’er was worried when he saw that his mother was soaked. “Stop talking, Mother. You should hurry and change your clothes.”
He would not have cared if other people fell sick, but he was worried about his mother falling sick. Falling sick was awful. Although he knew they could take care of her, he did not want her to fall sick.
“Mother, I will boil some ginger brown sugar tea for you,” Rong’er said as he held his mother’s hand and led her up the stairs.
In the past, whenever it rained, their mother would always cook a bowl of ginger brown sugar tea for their grandfather when he returned home.
“Okay,” An Jiuyue replied gently and headed upstairs.
As An Jiuyue brought Yan Yan and Xue Ling upstairs, the man’s subordinate was stunned when he noticed something.
“Master, I saw a gecko cinnabar mark1 on that lady’s arm. How could she have—” Two grown sons?!
2
Before he could finish his sentence, his master’s stern glare made him swallow his remaining words.
He was sure he saw it. The young lady definitely had a gecko cinnabar mark on her arm. Miss Yan Yan and Xue Ling should have seen it too.
“Go start a fire,” the man instructed coldly.
“Okay.” He pursed his lips and turned around to start a fire.
However, there was no need for him to start a fire as there were already people starting a fire for them. Soon, they were seated around the fire.
…
Yan Yan had already finished changing her clothes in a bedroom upstairs. When An Jiuyue was done, they waited for Xue Ling, who was changing in another room.
However, Xue Ling never came out.
“What’s going on? What is Sister Ling doing?”
Yan Yan was getting impatient. She stole a quick glance at An Jiuyue, who looked rather displeased and began chiding Xue Ling in her head.
Xue Ling is older than me but she always fails to assess situations correctly! She has been so unaware of how dangerous things are—and so ungrateful too! But she should at least be able to read the room and act accordingly, right?
“Sister Ling, are you done? If you’re done, I’m coming in!” she shouted.
No one responded.
An Jiuyue took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and tried to push the door. However, Xue Ling had locked the door from inside, and she could not open it no matter how hard she tried.
“Wei Na, show me what is going on inside,” she instructed.
Wei Na replied immediately, “Master, that woman is so disgusting! She is sleeping on your bed! She even locked the door! How can there be such a disgusting person? You should chase her away quickly!”
1
Wei Na was dumbfounded by Xue Ling’s actions.
Yan Yan was also shocked.
Xue Ling must have gone mad! Is she trying to claim the room for herself? Has she forgotten that this is not her home? This place belongs to our lifesaver, An Jiuyue!
“Sister Ling, are you inside? There is porridge ready downstairs. Let’s go down. You must be hungry, right?”
She tried to persuade Xue Ling to come out of the room. After all, they had not eaten for two days. Xue Ling must be hungry.
Food was always the most tempting.
Unfortunately, Xue Ling did not respond at all.
“Well…” Yan Yan looked uncomfortable as she glanced at An Jiuyue.
