Yin'er was a boy; she did not want him to become delicate and touchy.
Besides, it was just a harmless fall.
Yaoyao and Ji'er were different because they were girls. If they had fallen, she would have rushed over to them.
"You seem out of sorts today, Qingyuan. Are you not feeling well?" Looking at Lin Qingyuan, who was unusually silent in her seat, Long Qingzhi asked in concern.
Lin Qingyuan was resting her chin in her palm and toying with the cup in front of her. Hearing Long Qingzhi's question, she blinked as she recovered from her daze and pointed at herself. "Me? No."
"Then why are you so quiet today?" Lu Liangwei had noticed it as well and could not help being curious.
"When I talk a lot, you complain that I'm too noisy, but now that I'm trying to act like a demure young lady, you think I'm not feeling well." Lin Qingyuan sighed wearily.
Lu Liangwei gave her an amused look. "Then you can stop acting. It's tiring just to watch you."
