Pei Yao glanced at Little Xiu and realized that her face was extremely pale.
She felt that this woman was simply too submissive.
She didn't want to care about Little Xiu anymore, but she felt that she was so pitiful.
Sometimes, there was a reason why some people were pathetic.
Ah Ping stared at Pei Yao for a while before a smile suddenly appeared on his face. "Miss Pei, I'm sorry to have disturbed your rest. I'll be more careful from now on and won't speak so loudly anymore. However, I want to remind Miss Pei that whatever goes on between me and my wife is our private family matter. Miss Pei doesn't need to worry for us."
With that, Ah Ping walked forward and took the bucket from Little Xiu.
Little Xiu didn't even look at him. She hunched her shoulders and lowered her head, looking uneasy.
"Go ahead and start a fire in the kitchen. I'll get the water," Ah Ping said.
