Wei Ji followed Lu Ming and Lin Yin obediently. However, before he could take two steps, Lu Ming turned to look at Wei Ji. His tone was indifferent, but his eyes were warning. "Wei Ji, you don't have to follow me. I'll take good care of Lin Yin."
"I'm worried," Wei Ji said stubbornly. He tightened his grip on Lin Yin's cup.
"You're worried? Wei Ji, even if you follow us all the only thing you can do is hold Lin Yin's cup," Lu Ming said bluntly.
"Lu Ming, you'd better consider your language before you speak!" Lin Yin said coldly.
She would not allow anyone to say anything about Wei Ji in front of her.
Lu Ming looked at Lin Yin in disbelief. He could accept Lin Yin's coldness and alienation, but he couldn't stand Lin Yin talking to him coldly to protect another man.
Lu Ming stopped talking and strode away with Lin Yin in his arms.
Even with Lin Yin in his arms, he was still quite fast. Wei Ji could not keep up because of his limp.
