Yang City had always been slowly implementing its old city renovation plan, and many of the old districts were being demolished one after another.
However, the process was relatively gentle.
This resulted in the appearance of many low-rent housing options throughout the city.
The place where Su Ya and her daughter lived was a small rental unit among these low-rent houses.
Of course, such old districts didn't have elevators.
If it was just the absence of elevators, then that would have been bearable.
Su Fan carried Su Ya from the first floor to the fifth floor, and on their way, they encountered two flights of stairs where the lights were out.
Whether they could see the stairs clearly was all up to fate.
It was really up to fate, for if the moon above was bright enough, its silvery light could still illuminate the stairs a bit.
As Su Fan carried Su Ya upstairs, a drunken old man happened to be coming downstairs.
Su Ya hadn't expected to run into a neighbor from upstairs at this hour and was so mortified that she quickly buried her head in Su Fan's embrace.
Su Fan also felt a bit embarrassed in his heart.
At this moment, Su Ya's clothes were ragged, and her little melons were cold and chilly, relying solely on the broken stairwell lights to hide their disarray.
If they had been in a place where the stairwell lights were functional, even a heavily intoxicated old man would have been able to see the expanse of snowy whiteness on Su Ya's body.
The dim light prevented the old man from seeing who was in the corridor; he only knew it was probably a man carrying a woman.
He didn't pay them any attention and continued downstairs to buy more alcohol.
He had been drinking happily today, but halfway through, he ran out of alcohol and, of course, wanted to buy more to continue drinking.
After passing by the other person, Su Ya couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in her heart.
In her current state, if the neighbors saw her, it could lead to endless gossip.
Living as a mother and daughter alone was already hard enough; she really didn't want to invite any trouble.
The two of them didn't encounter any more neighbors this time and made it to Su Ya's home without any issues.
This apartment was an old-style residence with two small bedrooms, a small living room, and then a tiny kitchen and bathroom that resembled a cubicle.
"Dr. Su, the food has cooled down a bit. I'll go change my clothes and heat up the meal before serving you," said Su Ya, her cheeks flushed.
Earlier, she had been too shocked to think too much about it.
Now it was different. The scene of Su Fan focusing intently on examining her small melons had deeply imprinted itself in her mind.
Of course, she knew that what Su Fan had done was for her treatment, to carefully assess her condition.
But every time she thought of that moment, her heart felt unbearably hot.
Upon entering her room, she first checked on her daughter.
Su Xiaoya, who was at the age to need about ten hours of sleep, had already gone to bed early.
Seeing her daughter sleeping soundly, she began to inspect her own condition.
Although Su Ya always dressed simply, in terms of looks and figure, she was no less than a model.
You would never guess she was a single mother with a daughter.
Life had been harsh for Su Ya. She lost her parents when she was young and her husband not long after getting married.
Not long ago, she nearly lost her daughter, who was all she had in the world.
It was as if all the hardships of the world were destined to befall her.
After turning on the light, Su Ya saw the frightening bruising on her full snowy peaks.
She couldn't help but sigh, no wonder she had suspected that her peaks were crushed by the scoundrel.
The sinister purple scar of congealed blood still looked shocking to behold.