"Yes, understanding is one thing, acceptance is another. Aunt Fu is your relative, I understand that feeling. Your trust in Aunt Fu is absolute, just like mine is in Qiao Jingchen. I trust my elder brother unconditionally, so I understand."
"Weilan..." Lu Hechen started to speak, having more to say, yet filled with a sense of helpless regret.
He didn't know how to begin.
Weilan didn't say more, the night was deep.
When they arrived in Licheng, Lu Hechen drove to a villa not far behind the Shen Lu households—just the two of them there.
After getting out of the car, Lu Hechen continued to carry Weilan.
Weilan did not protest.
He carried her all the way to the second floor and laid her on the bed in the master bedroom before he finally said, "I'll go get you some clothes, then have someone bring a pair of crutches."
Weilan thought about her leg which was indeed fractured; it would be safer to use crutches. "Okay, thank you!"
