The thatched hut, though small, had everything one could need. There were tables, chairs, stools, a stove, and even a small bedroom.

Yang Qingwan, Li Fan, and Yue Hongling were chatting idly.

Yue Hongling recounted Yang Qingwan's story with great emotion and vividness. After some embellishment, even Yang Qingwan herself was on the verge of tears as she listened.

Upon hearing this, Li Fan sighed as he looked at Yang Qingwan. He couldn't help but want to take her hand to comfort her, but then he remembered that men and women should maintain a proper distance. So he said, "Miss Qingwan, your situation is truly too...sigh."