She walked past Sun Yuhan and the nanny, and plopped herself down on the sofa, waiting for the others to arrive.
The nanny's hands tugged at her own clothes. She realized that the pretty woman was the owner of the house by looking at Sun Yuhan's reaction. Right now, Sun Yuhan dare not even let out a fart, much less chase the woman out. What could she do then? She was only a nanny, hired to look after a patient.
The two of them sat on the sofa and wheelchair respectively, studying each other. They seemed to know each other, but they also seemed to not know each other. Neither of them moved an inch away from their territories.
Soon, they heard knocking at the door. Yan Huan opened her eyes, feeling absurdly tired for some reason. It had been like this ever since Lu Yi passed away.
A crowd had gathered outside; Ye Shuyun, Madam Lei, Yi Ling, and even Lei Qingyi, who rushed there from work.
