Xei Yunjin said angrily, "It's all because he's had an easy life. If he's gone through more in life, he wouldn't be talking like this."
Just then, someone suddenly burst through the door. Then, just as abruptly, fell to the ground on her knees.
Xie Yunjin and Lu Jiao looked over and saw that the person kneeling was their neighbor, Zhao Hehua.
Zhao Hehua was crying her heart out. As she cried, she croaked, "Master Xie."
She was almost breathless as she cried. Then, behind her, old man Wen huffed and puffed as he burst in as well. Anxious, he explained, "Ma'am, master, someone knocked on the door and the moment I opened the door, Lady Zhao knocked me over and ran inside."
Lu Jiao knew old man Wen's legs were no good and it would be easy for Zhao Hehua to knock him aside. This wasn't his fault.
"It's okay uncle Wen. You can go back."
