The door opened.
A middle-aged woman was sitting in the yard picking vegetables. Seeing her come out, the woman stopped what she was doing and said, "You're awake? There's food in the kitchen, you should eat something first."
"Was it you who saved me?" Zhang Xiaoman asked weakly, standing there. She had woken up to find herself in the room of a countryside home.
"No, it was my young lady," Mrs. Wang said.
"Who is your young lady?" Zhang Xiaoman asked, "Why did she save me?"
"There's no need for you to know who my young lady is," Mrs. Wang smiled faintly and said, "As for the reason for saving you, it was just convenient for her."
"Then please thank your young lady for me," Zhang Xiaoman said gratefully.
Mrs. Wang nodded.
This was exactly the effect she wanted.
The young lady was right, the enemy of an enemy is a friend. If they could use this little girl well, she might help their young lady a lot.
Meanwhile, the door of Yang Yunhai's courtyard also opened.
