Tong Xiaohua was startled, but when she turned around, she saw Uncle Yuan standing behind her, looking at her with a smirking smile.
Patting her chest, Tong Xiaohua said, "Uncle Yuan, you almost scared me to death!"
Uncle Yuan chuckled, "How could that be, your nerves must be made of steel!"
Tong Xiaohua rolled her eyes, then heard Uncle Yuan ask, "Or is it that you did something unspeakable, and that's why you're so easily frightened?"
Tong Xiaohua quickly shook her head, "No, nothing of the sort!"
With that, she took off her shoes and went barefoot into the living room.
The house had recently gotten a new imported carpet, thick and soft to the touch, which actually felt quite nice under bare feet.
But Uncle Yuan, all smiles as he watched Tong Xiaohua's retreating figure, knew it wasn't because she was comfortable without shoes; she was embarrassed.
The doors of the mansion were glass in the middle, and one could see everything clearly from the entrance hall.
