The conversation was interrupted, and suddenly Aunt Hui's voice came from not far in front——
"Young Master!"
She called urgently with a sharp tone, making those three words feel like a blade, abruptly cutting off Shang Ruyi's words.
Yu Wenqian's breath paused slightly, and he slowly turned his head, only to see Aunt Hui standing at the end of the path. The light from the gate illuminated her face, clearly showing her furrowed brows and somber expression, and a few traces of displeasure, which she directed entirely at Shang Ruyi through her gaze.
Shang Ruyi immediately pressed her lips together.
Yu Wenqian was silent for a moment, a faint smile slowly surfaced on his face, and he said, "Aunt Hui, what's the matter?"
Aunt Hui remained displeased, but her demeanor softened slightly when facing him, and she said, "Didn't the Young Master just say he wanted to bathe? I've already got hot water prepared, please go quickly, or it will cool down."
"Oh, alright."
