Yuan Si went to great lengths to coax the old lady into a better mood.
They say the older you get, the more like a child you become, and that was certainly true for the old lady. She was already sixty-three, and with the family's improved circumstances over the past few years, she had been living comfortably. As a result, her temper had grown increasingly delicate.
After placating her mother, Yuan Si ate a bowl of hand-pulled noodles she had made and then went back to her room for a nice, long sleep.
When she woke up, the sky outside was already dark. She opened her eyes to see a pair of gleaming green eyes staring unblinkingly down at her.
"You're back?" Of course, Yuan Si recognized him. The one staring at her was Xiao Furen.
"You're the one who's back." Xiao Furen had already looked this girl over from head to toe several times, his gaze finally settling on her infuriatingly cute little face.
