He was always good at understanding others' feelings. Lu Yebai didn't think much about it. At this moment, he had a terrible headache and his mind was in disarray. He didn't know how to see Meng Xi'er.
Stepping back, Lu Yebai nodded slightly, watching as Lu Qingchuan opened the door and entered the sickroom. Seeing him close the door, an inexplicable discomfort surged within Lu Yebai's heart.
"Yebai."
Lun You walked over, seeing his ashen face, he asked in surprise, "Are you okay? Why do you look so awful?"
"It's nothing."
Lu Yebai sat down in a corner, eyes cast down as he took out a cigarette from his pocket.
Lun You stood next to him and said, "Don't worry, she's okay now. You were wrong this time. Reflect on that when you go home. I know you look down upon her, but regardless... she's your woman. If you don't treat her right, naturally someone else will want to."
Lu Yebai held the cigarette, recalling the man called Mo Sinian in his mind.
