"Please sit down and rest for a while, have a glass of water."
Aunt Zhang glanced inside the room, wondering how Xia Lu had gone to the security office and brought back a stranger. As she approached, she quickly pulled Xia Lu aside, "Madam, who is that person outside?"
"It's..." Xia Lu thought for a moment and had to vaguely reply, "It's my friend."
"Friend?" Aunt Zhang had sharp eyes and wasn't easily fooled. The stranger's attire and overall aura were vastly different from Xia Lu's, and their age didn't match, making it unlikely they were friends. "Where did this friend come from?"
"Just met randomly. Don't ask so much for now. By the way, is there any water?"
Xia Lu handed a glass of water to Yang Qihong, who immediately gulped down half of it, clearly very thirsty. After she finished drinking, Xia Lu began to speak.
"Where have you been lately?"
