The courtyard was filled with the fragrance of flowers.
Xiao Teng smiled, sipping his tea as he listened to Ye Shiyin describe her life there for the past few days.
Besides her, a Ms. Song, also from the Naxian Alliance, lived in the courtyard.
This woman had been taking care of her. Since it was inconvenient for Ye Shiyin to go out, she had been buying many things for her.
In her telling, Song Youwei was gentle, considerate, and doting—just like a kind older sister.
Xiao Teng nodded to himself, quite pleased. He resolved to thank the woman properly if he ever had the chance to meet her.
He also promised to help Ye Shiyin in secret, assuring her that if she needed anything, he would do everything in his power to assist her.
However, he was tactful enough not to ask too many questions about the Naxian Alliance.
