Ye Qingxian gripped a sheet of white paper.
The prescription, warmed in her hand, seemed to have grown scorching hot.
"Mother."
Yangyang was already standing at the cave-dwelling's entrance.
Yangyang reached out her little hand, wanting to hold Ye Qingxian's larger one, but Ye Qingxian didn't open her fist.
"Mother, what are you holding?" Yangyang was clearly a clever baby. Noticing that Ye Qingxian was acting strangely, she widened her big eyes a little and quietly bent down to investigate the scene of the crime herself. A cute cowlick drooped as both her little hands went to work, tugging at Ye Qingxian's hand.
Ye Qingxian's expression froze for a second.
She'd already been thinking about how suddenly going to tell Junior Sister she liked kittens might be misunderstood. And if she added a carefully prepared prescription to the mix, wouldn't that be tantamount to openly telling Junior Sister there was still hope of winning her over?
So Ye Qingxian planned to come up with a foolproof strategy.
A way to keep Junior Sister from misunderstanding her motives.
What kind of Senior Sister rushed to be the first to visit whenever her Junior Sister felt unwell? Anyone would think Ye Qingxian was cheap.
But the truth was that Ye Qingxian didn't like Junior Sister at all.
So—
Being misunderstood wasn't ideal.
"Stop tugging. There's nothing in there." Ye Qingxian calmly moved the prescription somewhere else.
"Mother, aren't you going in?" Yangyang asked, looking up with a hint of innocence at her little hand, which had just been clasped again.
"Yangyang," Ye Qingxian suddenly said.
"Huh?"
"I didn't actually come here today specifically to see Junior Sister."
At that, Yangyang's eyes slowly widened.
"I know Junior Sister isn't feeling well, but I'm just an ordinary Senior Sister. If I show too much