"Miss Xia, are you okay? What are you thinking about?" Maria saw Xia Qingqian lost in thought and waved her hand in front of her eyes, really worried that Xia Qingqian might become unresponsive again.
"Oh, oh." Xia Qingqian shuddered and quickly came back to her senses, "Maria, can I eat...?" She hadn't finished speaking when her stomach growled, completing her sentence for her.
Maria understood immediately and nodded repeatedly, "You're hungry, aren't you? I'll prepare dinner for you right away." With that, Maria rushed downstairs at an incredible speed.
Xia Qingqian felt she had caused them a lot of trouble and glanced at the tightly closed door before heading downstairs.
With her hand on the railing, she walked down step by step, fragments of memories surfacing in her mind, as she tried hard to piece them together.
"Miss Xia, you're awake?" A kindly voice came from the foot of the stairs. Xia Qingqian looked over and smiled at Uncle Quan, who was beaming at her.
