chapter 202

The modern world:

Xia and Long Aotian lounged on a leaning seat outside the mansion. The climate had turned cold, making their breath poof out a small ball of fog. "Do you think she is okay now?" he whispered, holding out a small bowl of sugar-coated cherries.

Long took it from his hands and picked some out. "Don't know... I heard she has to recuperate for a long time," he whispered, glancing at the high windows of the mansion. The demon Bao was running around frantically with a nurse in tow, followed by a downcast looking butler. "I hope she gets better soon.... things are not looking up," he mumbled.

"what doo yoeu meon (what do you mean?)" Xia said chewing some cherries. Red juice rolled down the sides of his mouth, dying his chin red.

Long leaned over and wiped his chin clean with a kerchief. "Look at that guy..." he gestured to the butler. "He looks lovelorn...."