Chapter 32 (2/2)

Yi Ling could not stop lecturing Yan Huan, even as she helped smooth the blanket over her. She was beginning to ramble like one of those old, senile women.

“I don’t know what happened. Maybe I accidentally washed my hands with cold water?” Yan Huan was determined not to let Yi Ling know about her additional scene as a stunt double.

“Yes, yes, very hygienic of you.” Yi Ling poked Yan Huan’s cheek with an admonishing finger. “What are you, some kind of clean freak?”

Suddenly, Yi Ling’s stomach began to rumble.

“I’m hungry.” She rubbed her stomach. “What should we do? We still have a few biscuits in the kitchen.” Yi Ling wondered if their dinner that night would have to consist of plain biscuits and water.

“Why don’t we go out for dinner?” Yan Huan sat up carefully. She was still feeling a little uncomfortable, but her stomach cramps had more or less subsided.

“Are you up to it?” Yi Ling was genuinely concerned for Yan Huan and her hopelessly frail body. She was sure that a strong gust of wind would be enough to send Yan Huan tumbling to the floor. Imagine what would happen if there was a second gust of wind— she would be blown to pieces!

“Yeah, I should be fine. I can’t recover if I don’t eat proper meals, anyway.” With that, Yan Huan got to her feet and made her way to the bathroom.

“We can always make do with biscuits and water, you know. Wait, I think we also have a pickled cucumber lying around- why don’t we split that?”

Yan Huan came out of the bathroom. She no longer looked deathly pale, thanks to the light makeup she had put on.