Song Ning and Huo Jinyan asked the old man in concern about how he was doing when he came downstairs.
Since it was Saturday, there was no class, so Huo Yao was sitting on the couch lazily and was engrossed on her phone. Huo Tingrui also sat next to her and had not gone to work, either.
The old man glanced at Huo Yao before he replied to Song Ning. "Yaoyao lit a stick of incense for me last night, so I feel much better now."
Song Ning was surprised before she smiled and said, "You were in good shape to begin with. That was just something she made for fun."
The old man felt odd. "Did she make the incense?"
"Uh huh." Song Ning nodded.
The old man recalled how the young woman said she purchased it online for $9.90, including shipping.
He chuckled as he thought about what a huge liar she was.
Huo Yao sensed the old man looking at her, but he looked away in disdain when she raised her head and looked at him.
