After the shock, Su Man's eyes filled with complexity. Soon they brimmed with hot tears. She beckoned Wen Yue over and, holding the girl's uninjured hand, asked with a trembling voice, "Can Auntie believe what you just said?"
Wen Yue nodded, "Auntie Su, you can rest assured, I spoke the truth."
Feeling moved, Su Man said, "Good child, these past days... these past days Auntie has also done wrong. I shouldn't have let you cook by yourself, and I shouldn't have left you and Wen Yi alone at home today. Tell Auntie, does your hand still hurt?"
Looking at Wen Yue's left hand, Su Man's eyes were full of distress.
"It doesn't hurt anymore, Auntie Su, don't worry. It will be fine in a couple of days."
Wen Yue was very obedient at the moment.
Mrs. Qi, sitting to the side, suddenly felt a bit like a clown, but the thought was fleeting.
