Kuli Liu An stood to the side, still holding a matchbox, patting his chest and assuring, "Madam, don't worry, there won't be any clothes catching fire."
Probably because it was the first time seeing such a scene, Nan Wan was a bit dazed, standing still.
Zhi Mei smiled and nudged the stunned Nan Wan, "What are you standing there for? Everyone at home is waiting for you to have breakfast."
Her sudden action brought Nan Wan back to her senses. She looked up at the expectantly affectionate old lady, at Xu Moyi with reddened eyes, and at Shen Zhimei who was smiling warmly.
After a moment, Nan Wan curved her lips into a smile and stepped over the fire basin that could dispel gloominess, leaving all fear and blood behind her.
Xu Moyi couldn't help but hug her, deliberately using a stiff tone to disguise his emotions, "Sis, I have to rush to work, so I won't be able to walk you home. If you don't answer my calls this weekend, I really won't talk to you."
