However, Lu Lingche indifferently said, "I will not live with you."
Lan Yuyi's excited expression froze instantly, "What do you mean? Didn't you let me live here?"
"Yes, you can live here."
"Then you ..."
"I'm not living here, I'm going to stay at a hotel."
Lan Yuyi's heart suddenly dropped, "You're going to a hotel? You'd rather stay in a hotel than live with me?"
"It's inconvenient for us to live together."
Lan Yuyi, with tears welling in her eyes, looked at Madam Lu, "Aunt Yao, let's forget about it, I'd better stay in the hospital. If I make Lingche go to a hotel, I would feel guilty. And, if he goes to a hotel, I fear...I fear that more women will find excuses to approach him."
Other women would be manageable, but it would make it easier for Qiao Yin to find Lu Lingche and who knows what could happen with them in a hotel!
If she can think of it, Madam Lu certainly could as well.
