"Sister-in-law, Commander, I can't take it anymore. I need to go wash up... Blech..."
He complained, clamping a hand over his mouth to suppress his nausea.
"Go ahead."
Fei Jin replied calmly.
Xiao Yang had been up late.
'He's still just a kid, after all,' Fei Jin thought. 'He deserves a break.'
Fei Jin's gaze fell on Wen Xiuxiu, who was on the floor.
His eyes held both disgust and revulsion.
He remembered when Wen Xiuxiu first arrived, she would help out at his uncle's home, cooking and cleaning in an orderly fashion.
Back then, Wen Xiuxiu would smile at everyone she met, revealing a set of perfectly straight teeth.
Everyone praised her for being a quick worker, kind-hearted, and tidy.
'How did it come to this?'
'How did she become this wretched thing, neither human nor ghost?'
"Qingya, are you sure you want to talk to her?"
Fei Jin turned his head, looking at Song Qingya with concern.
'To him, Wen Xiuxiu was like an emotionally unstable bomb.'
