All along the way, Xiao Nianqing dragged Yu Ningxue, zigzagging through the streets, and finally, after more than forty minutes, they arrived at a suburban traditional Chinese medicine shop, which had a sign on the door with a phone number for leasing and transfer.
Yu Ningxue, seeing this, was a bit embarrassed and could only say that she hadn't been here for a long time, so she wasn't aware of the situation.
The matter had finally successfully aroused Xiao Nianqing's suspicion. She held Yu Ningxue's hand gently and asked, "Was this Xiao Tian's idea?"
"Auntie, you knew?!"
Hearing Xiao Nianqing's inquiry, Yu Ningxue, who originally felt worse than if it were real, now felt a sense of relief.
The unpleasant feeling vanished instantly, but she was still somewhat embarrassed, keeping her head down.
Xiao Nianqing had only asked tentatively, not expecting Yu Ningxue to admit it so straightforwardly, as if she had been waiting for her to uncover the truth.
"You..."
