He just broke up with his girlfriend and is already living with the devilish rich girl.

Zheng Yueyao ripped off her coat and wrapped it around herself to cover her hospital gown. Using her usual skill in concealing her presence, she slipped out of the hospital.

After exiting through the side door, she didn't take the main road but plunged into the streets of the old town.

The wound kept bleeding, and the faster she ran, the more it hurt, until her lips turned white from the pain.

But she couldn't stop; the pursuers' presence was ever-present.

Just then, a light appeared ahead on the street.

Zheng Yueyao suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Not far away, an LED bulb hanging on a handcart emitted a warm yellow light.

A woman was pushing the cart, and the stove on the cart was still steaming.

Several skewers of unsold grilled gluten sat on the griddle, the residual heat of the charcoal fire filling the air with the aroma of cumin and chili powder.

The woman was slender, wearing a faded apron, and her hair was casually tied in a low ponytail at the back of her head.

A few stray hairs were blown by the night wind and stuck to her forehead.

She squinted as she pushed the cart forward, humming an off-key song.

She seemed to have spotted Zheng Yueyao ahead as well.

"Oh dear... why are you dressed like that? Did something happen?"

Before Zheng Yueyao could speak, the pursuing aura behind her suddenly closed in.

They've arrived nearby!

Zheng Yueyao's heart tightened, and she prepared to fight to the death.

The woman pushing the cart suddenly waved to her and then pointed to her own cart.

...

...

The pursuers soon appeared at the alley entrance.

They looked around but couldn't find Zheng Yueyao. They only saw a thin woman pushing a snack cart.

The group immediately concealed themselves.

The pursuers stopped in the middle of the alley. They did not reveal themselves, but quickly exchanged positions, creating an angle of observation from two directions.

Someone tried to step forward to check, but before he could take even half a step, the leader raised his hand to stop him.

"Don't drag ordinary people into this. Keep chasing the story."

Then the group's presence quietly dissipated, without making a sound.

The alleyway fell silent again, save for the clanging of the wind through the trash cans and the occasional bark of a dog in the distance.

The woman continued pushing the cart forward.

The wheels made a clattering sound on the uneven cobblestones, while the driver hummed the completely off-key song from before.

The cart traveled a long way, making several turns, until it finally stopped at the edge of the old town.

The woman looked around and made sure there was no one else nearby.

Then she lifted her sleeve and wiped the sweat from her face.

"Is everything... alright now?"

She bent down and lifted the curtain under the cart.

Zheng Yueyao was curled up inside, almost completely absorbed by the smell of charcoal and chili powder.

But she remained motionless, holding her breath.

The woman smiled at her.

"It should be alright now, come out."

Zheng Yueyao crawled out in a disheveled state, barely managing to stand by holding onto the edge of the cart. Her lips were pale, and her voice was dry and hoarse.

"Thank you."

She knew she had committed a cardinal sin for the Special Administration.

An ordinary person has been dragged into this.

If those people had actually gone forward to search her, the woman pushing the late-night food stall would have had no chance of resisting.

But she had no other choice.

Zheng Yueyao lowered her head to avoid the woman's gaze, taking a half-step back: "I...I should go."

Before he could finish speaking...

Glug glug.

Zheng Yueyao's stomach rumbled.

Her face flushed red instantly, and she wished she could disappear into the ground right then and there.

Because she woke up at night, her younger brother was busy on a mission and didn't have time to bring her anything to eat.

The woman was taken aback for a moment, then laughed at her reaction.

"Please wait a moment."

She pulled out two folding stools from the side of the cart, spread them out on the ground, and patted one of them to signal her to sit down.

"My younger brother used to often go hungry at night, so I would make him a midnight snack."

As she spoke, she unscrewed the small gas canister on the cart.

I took out another box of wrapped wontons, put them in the pot, and as the water boiled, the aroma exploded.

She gently stirred the bottom of the pot with a long-handled spoon, and the wonton wrappers slowly became translucent in the boiling water.

When the steaming bowl was placed in front of Zheng Yueyao, she was somewhat dazed.

Because it had been a long time since anyone had cooked for her like this, not even a simple bowl of wontons.

"Eat it while it's hot."

The woman handed her a small spoon, then sat down beside her with a dishcloth draped over her lap, watching her with a smile.

Zheng Yueyao picked up a wonton and took a bite. It was so hot that she gasped for breath, but she couldn't stop eating it.

The wonton wrappers were thin and the filling was generous; I don't know what seasoning was added to the meat filling.

It was so fresh that she almost swallowed her tongue.

This was simply the best wonton she had ever eaten.

Of course, it's also possible that she was genuinely starving.

"Delicious!"

Watching her wolf down her food, the woman rested her chin on her hand and tilted her head to smile.

"Really? My brother used to say I was good at cooking, which is why I started selling snacks at a stall. But now my brother won't let me sell late-night snacks, saying it's dangerous at night."

"So I only dared to sneak out without him knowing."

Zheng Yueyao finished the soup and wiped her mouth.

"Your brother... is right, it's not safe for you to be alone at night."

"Hmm~ But I want to save more money for my younger brother while I still have the strength, since he will have to get married in the future."

"...These are outdated ideas from so many years ago. You should think more about yourself."

Even Zheng Yueyao probably wouldn't take care of her younger brother to this extent.

"Well... after all, we are each other's only family, so I've always regarded him as my everything since I was little."

Zheng Yueyao paused for a moment, then suddenly realized that she might have said something wrong.

Although he and Xiaoguang also lost their mother, and although Zheng Ningyuan was not a good father.

But they still have an adult with them.

And this older sister in front of her... Zheng Yueyao could hardly imagine how such a thin and frail body could support a family.

"And if I'm saying you shouldn't go out alone at night, that applies to you too."

The woman said with a smile, her voice soft and gentle.

She reached out and used a tissue to wipe the soup stains from the corner of Zheng Yueyao's mouth.

Zheng Yueyao was stunned.

That hand was rough, with calluses on the palm and an old scar on the index finger from being cut by a kitchen knife.

But this same hand, when wiping the corner of her mouth, was as light as touching a freshly fallen snowflake.

She hadn't been treated so gently in a very, very long time.

For so many years, she has been trying her best to be a good older sister, wanting Xiaoguang to grow up well.

She worked hard to hone her swordsmanship, hoping her father would think she was a useful child.

But she didn't do a good enough job.

Xiao Guang has grown up to the point where she doesn't need to worry about her anymore, but her father still doesn't want to give her a second glance.

Yet this complete stranger was willing to hide her in his little cart.

He was willing to cook a bowl of wontons for a complete stranger like her on the street in the early hours of the morning.

Her eyes suddenly became a little wet.

In the hazy depths of my memory, it seems there was once a pair of gentle hands like that.

Is it your mother?

She couldn't remember.

I only remember that a long, long time ago, someone cooked for her in the kitchen late at night.

But she couldn't remember what she had done no matter how hard she tried.

"Oh dear." The woman was a little surprised and quickly handed her another tissue.

"Why are you crying? Did your sister say something wrong?"

No, no.

Zheng Yueyao wiped her eyes and realized that she had actually cried.

She sniffed and looked up at the woman.

"Sister...can I...may I know your name?"

The woman paused for a moment, then laughed, her eyes curving into two crescent moons.

"Of course, my name is Bai Qing."

"Bai Qing... Sister Bai Qing."

Zheng Yueyao seemed to want to etch this name into her mind. She raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes and forced a smile.

"My name is Zheng Yueyao."

"What a lovely name."

Bai Qing reached out and touched Zheng Yueyao's head, helping her tidy up her messy hair.

"Having suffered so much, all alone, you must be terrified, right?"

Zheng Yueyao froze.

Bai Qing didn't ask any further questions, but continued to help her fix her hair, gently tucking a few stray strands behind her ear with her fingers.

"Let me take you home, Sister Bai Qing."

"No need~ My home is nearby."

Bai Qing shook her head.

"But you, do you have anywhere to go?"

Zheng Yueyao was stunned.

I definitely can't go home.

If someone within the Special Administration Bureau wants to kill her, then her house is 100% under surveillance.

And now I also need to find a way to get my phone to contact my younger brother and warn him to be careful.

Needless to say, the hospital was where she just escaped.

She lowered her head and remained silent.

Seeing her expression, Bai Qing suddenly stood up, put her hands behind her back, bent down and approached her.

That gentle face carried a smile that was impossible to refuse.

"If you don't have anywhere to go for the moment, would you like to stay at my place tonight?"