Facing her younger brother's sudden concern, Su Nanzhi did not show any panic.
She slightly curved her lips, "Are you concerned about your sister?"
An Yunhuai: "…Yes."
Su Nanzhi laughed, "Then there's no need to worry about me, I might be a bit luckier than you."
This "luck," to what extent it was luck, Su Nanzhi did not explain.
An Yunhuai picked up his bowl and took a sip of soup, the warm broth sliding down his throat into his stomach, bestowing care even upon that fragile heart of his.
"Oh, and after we finish eating, I'll take you to see your room. I picked out a few sets of clothes for you and put them in the wardrobe yesterday; they should fit just fine. If you don't like the styles, remember to tell me, and I'll buy something else for you next time."
