Aunt Wang had been pacing anxiously outside the door. When Ye Shu stepped out and saw her unharmed, Aunt Wang finally relaxed and immediately approached her, taking her hand with a worried expression.
"Madam, you must never do that again. When the master is in a bad mood, don't argue with him."
Ye Shu pursed her lips, warmed by the concern she saw in Aunt Wang as a layer of warmth floated up to her previously cold heart.
"Alright."
She replied without hesitation, but didn't forget the matter at hand, "He's going to take a shower. You go home and get him a change of clothes."
For some reason, Aunt Wang always felt that Ye Shu, having argued with Huo Shenting, seemed more graceful, sensible, and added an indistinct aura of unapproachability.
She wondered if it was just her imagination, as the woman in front of her still had a smile on her lips.
"Alright."
