The woman stared blankly at the woman approaching from afar, her heart racing as she found the drink unpalatable.
"Ni Zi, come here." She beckoned to the little girl at her side.
At this moment, a young girl about six or seven years old, with braids shaped like goat horns, ran out from the cabin and grabbed hold of her skirt, sweetly calling, "Sister."
"Mm." The woman pinched the little girl's cheek, then pointed in the direction of Xu Chang'an: "That girl... who is she?"
"Eh?" The little girl looked over, then sweetly smiled: "Young Master Xu finally came, I'll go tell Ms. Lu..."
"Come back here, don't rush, answer my question first." The woman looked seriously at Xu Chang'an in the distance surrounded by crowds, at this moment, many girls had already gathered around, somewhat blocking her view.
The woman couldn't help but feel a bit anxious.
