"Perhaps there's been a delay; you should go inside to warm up while waiting for him." Yun Sijin was worried the stove might burn Leng Muling's hands, so she used her own to grasp Leng's, passing some warmth to her.
But how could Leng Muling's hands, frozen all night, be warmed by her touch?
Leng Muling shook her head, her eyes empty, "Seventh brother has never broken his promise to me, he cares about me so much, but ever since he recalled that woman named Hong Lian, since they did those things, he surely went to see Hong Lian last night."
"Ling'er, you've been standing in the cold wind all night, it's natural for your thoughts to be in disarray. Listen to Auntie, stop thinking nonsense, go back inside and rest. Leader Mo has arrived; I've asked him to wait for you."