Jiang Yurou paused for a moment, then waited outside the door for a while, idly striking up conversation with Zhou Ming's sister.
"What is your name?"
"Zhou Lezhi."
"That's a lovely name, I'm Jiang Yurou, you can call me Sister Yurou."
Through the iron gate, Zhou Lezhi sweetly called out, "Sister Yurou."
"So well-behaved."
Jiang Yurou suddenly regretted rushing over without bringing some kind of treat with her.
As they chatted, Jiang Yurou steered the conversation toward Zhou Ming, "Is your brother always so cold?"
Lezhi shook her head, "Not at all, my brother is great, he's not cold, he loves me very much."
As Jiang Yurou had expected, Zhou Ming was someone who appeared cold but was warm inside, showing his greatest patience and gentleness to his sister.
She then asked more questions, "Was there anything unusual about your brother when he came back just now?"
Zhou Lezhi paused, somewhat surprised, "How did you know, Sister?"
