Xian Guiying didn't know if Qin Gengxin really cares about her or just because he had his parents in front of him. She looked at him blandly, but before she could say anything, the Old Woman cut, "This girl is clumsy. I usually have cold feet, and your mother often washed my feet with hot water. You also know this. I just asked Guiying to wash my feet, but I don't know if she's really willing or not, she's almost scalded me to death!"
As she spoke, the Old Woman leaned back on the couch with an indifferent look on her face.
"It was a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding." Mrs. Qin stood up quickly and said with a smile.
Qin Gengxin then looked at Mrs. Qin and the Old Woman, and then looked at the silent Xian Guiying, and asked, "Did you burn your skin? Or does it hurt?"
Xian Guiying resisted the urge to pull her wrist away from his hand. She just gave him a look that wasn't cold or warm.
"It's okay. I didn't heat the water properly. It's my fault."
