Huo Yao did not know how her uncle got injured, but she was not in a position to ask that question. She simply looked at Liu's arm. "Is your arm better?"
Liu promptly felt very touched by her concern. "I'm good. It's just a superficial wound. Thank you for asking, Miss Huo."
Out of fear that she did not believe him, he even patted the cast on his left hand.
Sadly, his pale face gave away the truth about how he really felt.
Liu went quiet.
Huo Yao veered her eyes and pretended not to notice anything amiss. She changed the subject and said, "I'm going upstairs to see my uncle."
Liu sighed inwardly and nodded. "Okay, Miss Huo."
He quickly went toward the lift door and pressed the button to go up.
Before long, Huo Yao and Min Yu walked into the lift. Liu's admiration-filled face finally disappeared when the lift door closed.
Huo Yao pressed her brow and could sense a headache coming on.
