Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Third sister-in-law,” Bai Jing greeted Xuxu with a smile.
Xuxu bade her over. “Come here.”
“I’ll put the groceries in the kitchen first.” Bai Jing was carrying a large bag of groceries.
She then went into the kitchen, put the bag down and returned.
Su Yue dragged her toward the sofa and made her sit. Xuxu looked at them worriedly. “Can you two really take care of yourselves?”
Su Yue didn’t reply. Instead, she looked at Bai Jing, waiting for her reply. “Bai Jing, what do you think?”
“Sure we can,” Bai Jing said with a nod. Her bright eyes earnestly looked at Xuxu. “I know how to cook, wash clothes, and do housework.”
This lass was too down-to-earth. Xuxu smiled and said, “Since you two are only staying here for a few days, why don’t I move over as well?”
Su Yue frowned. “Then my Third Brother will also move here for sure. I don’t want him to.”
“You’re starting to understand your Third Brother more,” Xuxu commented as she pinched Su Yue’s cheeks. “If he were to know that you despise him so much, he would definitely find a way to get back at you.”
Su Yue smiled in agreement. “Third Brother does seem like such a petty person.”
It dumbfounded Xuxu.
Bai Jing listened as the sisters-in-law discussed Yan Rusheng. She bowed her head slightly, a faint smile framing her face.
She hugged her knees, lost in thought.
“Bai Jing, please take good care of Su Yue. She knows nothing,” Xuxu suddenly said to Bai Jing.
After all, Su Yue was different from peers her age. She was brought up in a rather narrow and closed off environment.
She was still clueless about the things of the world. In her eyes, she was a child—a child who had just started to mature.
Bai Jing subtly shuddered.
She then nodded her head in response. Smiling, she replied, “Don’t worry, Third sister-in-law.”
After countless reminders and instructions, Xuxu finally left.
Su Yue watched Xuxu enter the lift. When the lift doors closed, she went into the house.
When she turned around, everything went black. She held onto the wall for support and she almost fell.
When Bai Jing saw this, she immediately ran over to hold her up. “Su Yue, what’s wrong? Why is your face so red?”
She touched her forehead and her eyes widened in shock. “Su Yue, you’re running a fever.”
“Bai Jing, I’m going to die,” Su Yue said as she turned around. She hugged Bai Jing’s waist, placing all her body weight on her.
Bai Jing was so petite, so she had trouble bringing her over to the sofa. “What happened to you? Weren’t you fine just now?”
When they had reached the sofa, Bai Jing let go of her and Su Yue fell limply onto it.
She frowned. Because of her fever, her voice was meek as she spoke up. “I was afraid that Third sister-in-law would worry, so I didn’t dare to tell her.”
“What’s wrong?” Bai Jing was very worried and uneasy. “Is the aircon too cold? Have you caught a cold?”
“No,” Su Yue replied with a shake of her head. Then she pulled down her clothes. “I’ve gotten a tattoo. Uncle Ming told me not to shower, but I didn’t listen and now it’s swollen.”
When Bai Jing saw the tattoo, her eyes grew as wide as saucers. She opened her mouth and cried out in shock. “Why are you so silly? It’s so swollen now.”
Because of the tattoo’s location, it wasn’t easy to notice.
“What should I do? Am I going to die?” Su Yue asked, lying against the sofa, depressed.