To repay my debt, I became a wet nurse in Boss Li's household, and not only did I have to breastfeed his child, but I had to breastfeed him as well…
Listening to Ouyang Longhua's words, my face turned so red it was frightening, and I dared not respond.
After resting for a while, he left, but Huan Huan remained in my room.
No words were exchanged that night, and the next morning, just as I was getting up, I saw someone I absolutely did not expect.
"Sister Hong? What are you doing here?"
I looked at Hong Huiying standing before me with utter surprise, feeling as though I was dreaming.
Hong Huiying had been my teacher in junior high school, and although I called her a teacher, she wasn't much older than me—in fact, this year, she was just forty.
The reason I was so excited was that when I was in school, Sister Hong took very good care of me.
It was apparent that she had lived a good life over the years; even now in her middle age, she was still very well-maintained.
Fair skin, paired with delicate facial features.
The scholarly aura about her made her seem even more gentle and virtuous.