"Yuanyuan, did you hear me?"
Qin Yue was worried something might go wrong and asked again.
"I'm coming, Mom, just a minute."
Then she quickly tidied up, put on a triple-layered cotton pajama, and returned to her room.
"Mom, I was just changing clothes."
"Hmm, Song Yi is here," he said he needs to see you, why don't you go and see what he wants?"
"Okay!"
Jhiang Yuan agreed immediately but was very suspicious in her mind.
They had just parted on bad terms a short while ago, and now, so soon, Song Yi was at her door again.
Could it be that he came after her to argue? It shouldn't be, he doesn't seem like such a tasteless person.
Jhiang Yuan felt puzzled, yet she still came out.
She wasn't a capricious person; even if there was an argument, it shouldn't delay important matters.
Song Yi seldom came over, and whenever he came, it was always for something important, those concerns seemed trivial in the face of life and death.