An Yu didn't get to eat breakfast, his head wound wasn't treated, and he remained tied up and thrown on the ground.
From morning till noon, nobody paid any attention to him, and An Yu's shouting gradually diminished.
An Ning was in the courtyard, walking Xiaoniu around, when Lan Ru approached, "Miss, the young master in the room has stopped shouting."
An Ning looked up, feeling conflicted inside.
Lan Ru continued, "Miss, if I may speak out of turn, I hope you will forgive me."
An Ning: "Lan Ru, we live in this rural area and don't have many rules, as long as you don't betray anyone, you don't need to be overly cautious about other things."
Of course, treating her as half a sister like she did with Xinghua before was out of the question.
Some wounds need only be experienced once.
There was no actual relationship between them, to begin with; if anything, it was just the tendency of interests.
