"Rest assured, I'm fine," she said, forcing a smile as she turned back to Ah Dong.
"..." Ah Dong scratched the back of his head, unsure how to comfort her, and could only suggest in his simple way, "It's getting late, and it's still a distance to the mansion; shall we head back?"
He thought that Yuanya was shedding tears because of Lan Nuo's death.
She glanced at the sky and hadn't realized that so much time had unknowingly passed.
She stood up, bowed deeply toward the grave marker, and Ah Dong followed suit, bending over respectfully.
"Sister, we'll come to see you again next year."
The two left the cemetery and returned to Lan Xiu's mansion that could not be more luxurious.
The warm and humorous housekeeper Edward, of course, still had a fresh memory of the beautiful mistress and led all the servants to welcome her arrival.
But that night, Yuanya suffered from insomnia.
In a foreign land, without him, that initial joyful state of mind was missing.
