Cheng Su stayed at the Ying family’s house for a day, either advising Ying Jian and the other elder or consoling Ying Xiaoya, and only after dinner was she able to go home.
Director Ying personally escorted her downstairs and, holding her hand with a grateful expression, said, "Thank goodness Xiao Ya has you as a friend; otherwise, I really don’t know what this child would have done. Susu, your aunt and Uncle Ying are both thankful to you."
"Auntie, listen to you, as friends, one should help out where one can. It’s fortunate that Xiao Ya didn’t suffer greater harm; that’s a blessing amid misfortune. But she’s inherently naive and might be embarrassed about this sort of thing, having her own ideas, so you should spend more time talking to her and comforting her, don’t let her get the wrong idea!" Cheng Su said with a smile.
"I know, this kid really worries us to death!" Director Ying sighed.
"If there’s anything you need, just call me, I will come and see her."
"Ah, it’s getting late, and I’ve taken up so much of your time, I really do apologize, you should get going now, and be careful on the way!" Director Ying said.
Cheng Su nodded, waved goodbye, and left.
After all the commotion that day, and her hand cut by glass, she was truly exhausted.
Director Ying waited until she could no longer see her before going upstairs, where Ying Jian was still smoking in the living room. Seeing her return, he asked, "She’s gone?"
"Yes!" Director Ying sat down and said, "The child is really exceptional, treating our Xiao Ya genuinely as a friend, as a sister; otherwise, who would do so much for her?"
Ying Jian nodded in agreement, "Indeed, she’s a rare find!"
"In the future, if that child asks for help from you, and you can help her, then do lend a hand. Don’t let her goodwill go unacknowledged. In this world, those who are precious are hard to come by, and also accumulate some good fortune for our Xiao Ya!" Director Ying said.
"I’m aware. As for our daughter, why don’t you take some leave to stay with her at home for the next few days? I fear she might do something foolish if she can’t think straight."
She was shivering with cold by the time she got inside the apartment building, sneezing several times in quick succession.
Once upstairs, her hands were so stiff she could hardly feel the pain from the cut on her right hand, which was wrapped in a bandage.
In the cold, wounds take longer to heal, and who knows when it will fully recover!
Stamping her feet, Cheng Su fumbled with her keys and opened the door, only to be greeted by a blast of cold air that made her sneeze again, twice.
With the cold and her injured hand, she didn’t want to take a bath, so she simply heated some water to wash her feet, sitting in the bathroom, she washed her face with one hand, and then soaked her icy cold feet in hot water until she began to feel the warmth returning.
All was quiet around her, as if there wasn’t a soul around. Cheng Su looked at her hand wrapped in bandages, feeling the pain from the returning warmth, and suddenly, an overwhelming sense of grievance welled up inside her. Her nose turned sour, and tears fell drop by drop.

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