Realizing that she had just walked in with her shoes on, a habit formed over a long period of time, warmth spread across Warm Song's face along with a burning pain.
She quickly turned around and went back to the door, apologising hurriedly:
"I'm sorry, Youyou. We have cement floors at home, so we usually walk around the house with shoes on. I just forgot."
Lu Xinyou didn't blame Warm Song. Especially considering Warm Song's family background, she naturally wouldn't say much.
Handing her the slippers, she said:
"It's okay. It's a small thing."
Warm Song took the slippers, put them on, and then asked Lu Xinyou:
"Where's the mop? I'll mop the dirty area I stepped on just now."
Lu Xinyou shook her head and said:
"You've been on a long flight and must be tired. Take a break first, and I'll cook for you later."
As she said that, she had already gone to the balcony, took the mop, and mopped the floor once.
