Wen Nannan moved closer and suddenly saw their upper bodies exposed. She quickly averted her eyes. "Brother Lu, don't come over here!"
She quickly stopped Lu Huai from coming closer and grabbed a sofa cushion from the side, covering the two people. "Hey? Are you still alive?"
They were still alive. Their eyes were still moving. The young woman had a vacant expression, with her eyeballs moving back and forth between the two corners of the ceiling.
Aunt Sun had lost the sharp, greedy, and cunning look she had before. She began to cry loudly, "Oh God, why is my fate so miserable? I gave birth to such an ungrateful child. Oh God!"
Wen Nannan glanced at Aunt Sun, ignoring her lamentations, and went directly to the young woman. "Hey? Have you gone stupid?"
The woman blinked after a long while and moved her lips to speak in a voice quieter than a mosquito. "Where is Sun Zhipeng?"
Wen Nannan looked at Lu Huai.