Ning Ying immediately halted her speech upon realizing she had touched upon a topic she shouldn't have.
Her expression was one of apology as she sincerely said, "Senior Brother, I'm sorry."
Zhao Xifu quietly watched her for a while.
At one moment, the man chuckled and asked the woman, "You, you all, don't hate me, do you?"
The air in the alley fell silent.
Ning Ying slightly lowered her eyes.
Without a word.
After a short time, she smiled, as though she had suddenly remembered something, and stood on tiptoe to peek at the door behind Zhao Xifu:
"Oh right, Senior Brother, last time I came, I bought some jewelry for Sister Xia. Did she like them? Well, it was our first meeting and I didn't know what she liked, so I bought a bit of everything."
Zhao Xifu didn't say anything, just sizing her up.
Ning Ying asked curiously, "Has Sister Xia forgotten about me?"
