The guard invited the man inside, but he just shook his head with a simple smile. After some hemming and hawing, he managed to force out, "Thanks, I'm not cold." He kept his face half-buried in his collar, his hat pulled down low, leaving only a pair of weathered eyes visible. He stared intently through the main gate, terrified of missing his sister.
For a moment, Zhu Yun couldn't tell which of the original host's brothers this was, even with the Zhu family's signature foxy eyes.
"Who is it? Did the family say someone was coming?"
Mrs. Chu, who was simmering soup, washed her hands and took off her apron. "You stay here and watch the pot. I'll go get them. It's cold outside. If you catch a cold while you're pregnant, you can't even take medicine. That would be miserable!"
Zhu Yun smiled and handed her mother-in-law a scarf and a coat, not arguing with her. "I'll leave it to you then, Mom."
