The next morning, Xu Ying got up early, after all, this was not her own home where she could sleep until whenever she wanted.
When she woke up, Mother Zhao was already cooking in the kitchen, still concerned about last night's matter.
She had been holding it in, feeling uncomfortable inside, and had forced herself to stay awake until late at night before falling asleep.
"Yingying, you're awake," said Mother Zhao, who knew the girl Yingying spoke of the night before. "Shubo just got engaged recently, didn't he? His fiancée's sister is Cheng Yinglan.
What do you want with her?" Mother Zhao, with dark circles under her eyes, looked curiously at her with eyes as clear as glass, silly like a giant panda.
Xu Ying held back her laughter, stumped by Mother Zhao's question.
She didn't even know the girl, how could she have any business with her, it was just for a task, but others didn't know that.
Indeed, three hundred yuan was not easy to earn.
