The Jinyinhua Sisters were busy rushing the project, having lived in the house being renovated since the start of the remodel.
Yinhua had returned from Wang Daniu's, and that night, she took the initiative to visit her elder sister's room.
At this moment, there wasn't a trace of the scars on Yinhua's face, and Jinhua let her into the room when she saw her sister had arrived.
"Yinhua, you've come at just the right time," Jinhua said. "I wanted to ask why you've been looking so down all day."
"Sister," Yinhua began, tears streaming down once more, "Zhao Naihang hit me again."
"What? Your brother-in-law hit someone again?" Jinhua stood up, pulled Yinhua over for a closer look, and asked, "Where did he hurt you?"
Yinhua threw herself into Jinhua's arms, sobbing while she recounted in fits and starts what had happened that day.
"Oh, it's good as long as it's been treated," Jinhua said, relieved to hear that Wang Daniu had treated her sister's wounds.
