Han Ling'er's eyeliner was omnipresent.
Li Lu hadn't had the chance to question Shu Yu when an uninvited guest arrived.
Seated in a wheelchair, Han Ling'er made an appearance in Li Lu's hospital room with a look no one could ignore.
Li Lu was furious, yet she had to feign concern, "Cousin, why did you come? Is your injury alright?"
Han Ling'er clearly had ulterior motives; she wasn't there to see Li Lu, but Shu Yu.
Li Lu suspected that Han Ling'er was too well-informed.
"Cousin, you're more seriously hurt than I am, so I wanted to check on you. What would I tell uncle and the others if something happened to you?"
Han Ling'er's eyes brimmed with worry, so genuine that Li Lu found it hard to distinguish truth from falsehood.
Could Han Ling'er truly be concerned about her? Impossible.
Li Lu truly felt inferior to Han Ling'er's level of acting.
