Lu Si gave her a sidelong glance, his lips slightly curving upwards. He took the umbrella and held it over both of their heads. "Hypocritical woman, I'm giving you this favor for now."
They hadn't walked far when they saw Jiang He approaching with an umbrella. He was worried that Master Si might get sick due to the rain. He knew that if he caught a cold, his old man would probably tear him apart when he returned to the capital.
Holding the umbrella and keeping his head down to watch the path, he hadn't even noticed that he had walked right up to them.
Lu Si cleared his throat, startling Jiang He, who had been in his own world. He almost collided with them.
"Master Si? What's going on…?" Jiang He looked at Lu Si and then at Mei Shu, who was standing very close to him. Suddenly, he felt like he had done something very unnecessary.
