Zhao Yu was enjoying her lean pork meatballs when the older woman’s question nearly made her choke on the broth. She hurriedly set down her bowl and waved her hands frantically. "Ma'am, you've misunderstood. We aren't."
"Right, not yet," Ning Songyi added, chiming in.
Seeing their reaction, the woman understood. She reached out and patted Ning Songyi on the shoulder. "I've been through it, son; I understand. Keep at it." She then winked at Zhao Yu. "And you, young comrade, little Ning here is a fine fellow. You can rest easy."
Chapter 40