She shook her head gently and whispered, "It's nothing, just some backlash. I'll sleep it off and..."
Before finishing her sentence, she fell silent.
Looking at the person who had already fallen into unconsciousness, leaning against him, Su Yunling felt a nameless fury rising in his heart, but even more so, heartache.
His throat dry, he tightly embraced the person in his arms. After a long while, he lifted her horizontally, "Aunt Meng, are there any spare rooms?"
If earlier Aunt Meng had only felt a slight pressure from Su Yunling, now she felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.
So, when Su Yunling asked, Aunt Meng instinctively nodded.
Su Yunling: "Please, could you give me a vacant room?"
Aunt Meng instinctively replied, "Sure, follow me."
After speaking, she walked a couple of steps towards the door.
When she had walked a few steps, Aunt Meng came back to her senses, suddenly stopped, and looked at Su Yunling.
