"You are bringing me there?"
"Unless you mean to go there yourself," said Lu Yi, "Are you planning on walking there? Or crawling?"
Yan Huan swung her legs about. My legs are still working, she thought, of course I'll walk. She wasn't a caterpillar, so why would she crawl?
"When's the temple fair?" asked Lu Yi. He needed to plan his leaves ahead if he wanted to make it to the fair.
"The day after tomorrow," said Yan Huan as she drank her milk. There will be tasty stuff at the fair. How lucky I am.
Shaking his head, Lu Yi picked up his phone and walked outside to make a call to his secretary, asking if he was free on that day, and to cancel everything planned for him.
Yan Huan wasn't an easy person to please; she had her whims and tempers. But he was the one who chose to marry her. His life would've been easier if he married someone with Fang Zhu's temperament, but doubtlessly less… exciting.
