Lu Heyan didn't get angry at Weilan's words, nor did he show even a hint of anger.
He ate his food methodically, and the look in his eyes as he gazed at her even held a trace of cheerful delight.
Like something was about to happen.
Weilan frowned, drank her soy milk in one gulp, got up, and walked outside.
"Wait for me!" Lu Heyan called from behind.
"Those not of our kind do not conspire with us," Weilan tossed back a phrase, not wanting to entertain him, and continued to walk outside.
Lu Heyan remained unfazed, following directly on her heels.
No sooner had Weilan stepped out of the Lu Family's place did she see her father, Shen Tianming's figure, standing at their neighboring house's doorway, obviously waiting for her.
Weilan froze, hardly able to stand steady, when a man's embrace came from behind her, pressing directly against her back.
Weilan shivered and quickly dodged.
