It was already night when I woke up again. I raised my head and glanced at the clock. It was eight o'clock in the evening.
I lifted the quilt and sat up, reaching out to touch my forehead. Fortunately, the fever had subsided. But... I was so hungry!
Didn't Bing Yeyu say that he would come back to have dinner with me in the evening? Why can't he be seen?
I turned on the light, put on my shoes, rubbed my eyes and walked to the door.
"Miss."
"Miss." As soon as I opened the door to the room, the two girls who had been following me last night bowed politely to me when they saw me.
"Excuse me...has he come back at night?" I asked, rubbing the back of my head in confusion.
"Miss, the young master hasn't come back yet." The girl with a ponytail replied softly.
"Oh." I responded in disappointment. It turns out that this bastard just wanted to make me happy and make me take medicine. He said he would have dinner with me tonight. Phew, I'm so easy to deceive!
"By the way, what's your name?" I asked the girl with the ponytail. I haven't known her name for so long, so I can't call her 'the girl with the ponytail', right?
"Miss, my name is Lin Ying." The girl with a ponytail replied.
"What about you?" I turned my attention to the other girl.
"Miss, my name is Lin Xin."
Lin Ying? Lin Xin? Why are they both named Lin? Are they biological sisters?
"Are you... sisters?" I pointed at the two of them and asked in confusion.
"Yes, our parents died of illness when we were five years old. It was the young lady who took us in. Before you came here, young lady, we all served the young master. When the young lady came, the young master specially sent two of us to follow the young lady.
It’s said that they are relatively close in age and have common topics.”
Young Madam? This is the first time I have heard someone mention Bing Yeyu’s parents in so long since I have been in the Bing family. Even Bing Yeyu himself never mentioned it.
"Then... where is Bing Yeyu's mother now? Why doesn't she live here?" I asked cautiously, half shrinking my neck.
Unexpectedly, the two sisters' faces turned dark immediately after hearing my words. Then Lin Ying raised her hand and slapped herself hard and said, "I'm sorry, miss, we talked too much."
I gave her a helpless look, and after a few seconds of silence I said, "Forget it, it's okay." Then I walked downstairs.
It's so late and Bing Yeyu hasn't come back yet. It seems that tonight is another dinner for one person...