"Shen Hai asked me to bring him here." Mei Shu, as if finally completing a task, walked over to Lu Si's side and stood there, relieved. Only then did she notice that Lu Si's eye sockets were somewhat red.
Lu Si's expression became even more aggrieved as Mei Shu ignored him. If he had a tail, it would have drooped to the ground by now.
Mei Shu sighed deeply. After so many days, she finally spoke to him, "Bring me a chair, my back is sore."
Lu Si immediately complied, personally dragging over a comfortable and soft chair from the side and helping her sit down.
This smooth and fluid action left everyone stunned, unable to utter a word.
Even Lu Ting couldn't believe that his usually cold grandson would do such a thing.
"Mei Shu, I, as your elder, am still here. Isn't it a bit rude for you to sit down like this?" Lu Ting spoke unkindly, finding fault with her.
