Auntie Li looked at Xi Mohan's back. She had originally wanted to say something more, but in the end she swallowed all the words back down into her stomach, stood there for a long moment, then turned around and went back to the kitchen to continue preparing afternoon tea for Ning Wan—though now she had to add a serving for their mister as well.
...
After meeting with Ning Yan'er, those words Ning Yan'er said really gave her quite a shock. She even started to doubt whether her parents' deaths actually had something to do with her.
She sat directly on the bed, hugging her knees with both arms, her head resting on them as she stared blankly off in some direction. She had no idea how long she'd been in that position; she looked like her soul had left her body.
Her mind at this moment was no longer here. Her head was a complete mess, all mush; she didn't even notice when Xi Mohan came in.
