Ye Junqing ignored him, still happily busying himself. He had somehow acquired a bouquet of roses, which he placed on the outside windowsill, hoping that Xiaoyuwei would be able to see the roses and snowman in the snow-covered world outside the window when she woke up.
However, even though Ye Junqing didn't utter a word, Xiao Yun already understood.
In this forest hotel, there was a hunched elderly lady beginning her day early, bustling about. She served a cup of hot tea to Xiao Yun. After he took it and thanked her, the old woman pointed to her ears, grinned, chuckled twice, and then left.
A female hotel attendant told Xiao Yun, "This grandma is hard of hearing, but her heart is very kind. She often prepares delicious food to give to our guests for free. She constantly mutters about having committed wrongs when she was young, and now she must do good deeds to assuage her conscience."
