At that moment, the woman quietly eating in the corner heard those words, and the chopsticks in her hand clattered to the floor. The chubby girl sitting beside her bent down to pick them up, wiped them on her clothes, handed them back to the woman, and said, "Sister Chen, your chopsticks, I've cleaned them."
"Th-thank you." Sister Chen took the chopsticks from the chubby girl and thanked her in a rush.
"Sister Chen, why are they targeting this Sister Xia?" The chubby girl asked Sister Chen with a puzzled face. "This Sister Xia is so pitiful. She just arrived today and the steward ordered her into the sheep pen to work, no food, no water. Later Sister Xia fainted, and the steward just gave her the filthy water from the tank to drink. I wanted to go help, but I didn't dare."
As Sister Chen listened, tears streamed down uncontrollably, and in her heart she felt endlessly apologetic toward Xia Qingqian.
