A hint of sadness flashed across Lu Qingye's eyes, as if he did not understand what Meng Chuyuan meant.
Hearing Meng Chuyuan's cold voice, he frowned and asked cautiously, "What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?"
Perhaps because he knew her too well, any change in Meng Chuyuan's emotions could easily activate his senses.
Could it be that his mother had just said something unpleasant to her?
Meng Chuyuan raised her eyebrows slightly and pretended to be relaxed. "I'm alright."
The call with Lin Youjuan just now was clearly a normal conversation, but Meng Chuyuan felt inexplicably emotional when she heard it, making her feel both sad and happy.
She wanted to hear Lu Qingye's voice to calm herself down.
Lu Qingye did not take the initiative to say that he had asked his mother to prepare breakfast for her today. This made Meng Chuyuan not know how to thank him.
