Ye Weixiang brought in a newly arranged vase of flowers: "Aunt, Ah Ning."
"Sunflowers." Bai Xiao smiled at the sight of the flowers. Several sunflowers were placed in the green porcelain vase, blooming with enthusiasm. The message was quite clear: sunshine, hope.
"Tonight we're having passion fruit grilled chicken; I've already marinated it with passion fruit," Ye Weixiang said softly.
"Thank you, Sister Xiang, for your hard work every day," Ye Weining said.
Ye Weixiang replied, "Silly, we're family."
"Ah Xiang, I saw you arguing with Su Ying today, didn't I?" Bai Xiao asked.
Ye Weixiang was taken aback, then a blush spread across her fair face: "No, Aunt, you saw wrong."
"Oh." Bai Xiao and Ye Weining exchanged a glance, already understanding in their hearts.
"Where's Su Ying? Why hasn't he shown up?" Ye Weining deliberately asked, "Some Hidden Guard, he's not doing his job well."
Ye Weixiang's blush deepened: "He might not be coming back."
