Standing in the living room, everyone was still in shock. Xia Lu stepped forward and asked the aunt, "Where's the bathroom?"
Following the direction pointed out by the aunt's finger, she hurried into the bathroom and brought out a pile of towels to distribute, "Quickly dry yourselves off, or you'll catch a cold later."
No one thanked her; they simply reached out for the towels and began using them, as if it were expected. Only Lu Zuo softly said thank you.
The smoke detector's buzzing had stopped, but the sprinkler in the dining room was still active. No one knew how to turn it off, nor did anyone seem to care.
"Do you know how to turn it off?" Having received a negative answer from the aunt, Xia Lu turned to ask Zhou Mingchen, only to find him wearing a smile that was half-amused as he watched the soaked crowd.
