Amu was at a loss for words. "When you put it like that, it's no wonder anyone would get angry."
Catching a glimpse of Amu's expression, Yan Qi touched his nose and walked in somewhat sheepishly.
Upon entering the ward, Yan Qi received another death glare from Lu Xingye, but combined with the slap mark on his face, it somehow added a touch of humor to the situation.
"In broad daylight, what beastly thing did you just do to get slapped by the girl?" Yan Qi was full of gossip.
Lu Xingye shouted towards the door, "Amu!"
A few seconds later, Amu came in and emotionlessly ordered, "I need to rest. Throw him out!"
"Hey!" Yan Qi said, "As soon as I come, you want to rest. But when Lu Fengxuan comes, you close the door and chat with her. How come I never realized that you prioritize romance over friendship?"
Seeing Lu Xingye's face getting darker, Amu quickly intervened:
"Mr. Yan, please, no more. The young master hasn't rested today. How about you come back tonight?"
