"What would you like to eat?"
"Your hand."
Both of them spoke at the same time.
Su Liang held up his hands and looked at the cuts on his fingers made by the strings, chuckling lightly. "It's just a scratch. I visited the Wu Family's house and felt like a cloud of bad luck has covered me."
"I've heated up some water," Ning Jing said.
Su Liang looked at the kitchen. Flames flickered in the stove, and the warm air drifted out.
Su Liang deeply admired Ning Jing for guessing that she was taken by Gai Yun, rushing to the Wu Family's house, hiding in the dark to make sure she was safe, secretly searching for evidence of the father and son's crimes, and then hurrying back to heat water for washing... all in one breath.
Ning Jing went to add firewood. Su Liang leaned against the kitchen door and chatted with him, waiting for the water to boil so he could take a bath.
"There's a girl still alive in Gai Huai'an's secret chamber?" Su Liang asked.
Ning Jing nodded slightly. "Yes."
