Yin Shuiling opened her eyes. She tossed and turned late into last night, so she got up late. She brushed her teeth and washed her face in the bathroom, then walked downstairs after dawdling for a long time. She was wondering what she should do if she met her brother.
Forgive?
Or not to forgive?
Yin Shuiling felt her small face burn up when she thought of last night. She did not know how to face him.
She opened the door and went downstairs. She poked her head out to look and did not see her brother.
The helper was preparing breakfast in the kitchen. Yin Shuiling walked in and asked, "Auntie, where is my brother?"
"Mr. Yin has already gone to the office."
"So early?"
"Yes, I arrived before six this morning. When I came in, I saw Mr. Yin sitting on the sofa with his eyes narrowed."
"Sofa? Didn't my brother go to his room to sleep? "
