"I—" Under Feng Haijun's probing and earnest gaze, Ouyang Xueqing found that she couldn't give any sufficient excuse. In the end, she helplessly said. "Just like your master, my body is also unwell."
Yu Jingzhi's head snapped up in that instant.
"You're unwell?" Feng Haijun inquired with concern. "What's wrong with you?"
Ouyang Xueqing had a faint premonition that those two were overly concerned about her affair. Look at Feng Haijun, he was looking at her just like an anxious mother hen, while Yu Jingzhi didn't stray far, he just stared at her deeply, waiting, but at the same time, his gaze was pressing and left little room for rejection.
She felt that talking about her affair to some strangers she just met was kind of weird.
Thus, she just hummed and hawed vaguely.
