In Yao Qing's silence, Yu Yanshen spoke up.
"It was my fault to push you into the show. I shouldn't have limited you with my own thinking. I didn't consider the roughness of the show's environment and your physical condition. There were many ways to help you, but I was too hasty," he kissed her arm again, his lips cold, "I'm sorry, there won't be a next time."
A flash of astonishment passed through Yao Qing's eyes as she looked at the man before her.
No wonder... Fu Moyi had inexplicably handed her an earpiece.
So... was it because he had heard all those things she'd told him and those incidents that he had helped her like this?
"It's just an accident..." Yao Qing said, "I didn't expect my body to be so delicate. Is it a fever?"
Yu Yanshen did not deny it, humming deeply, "The nurse just measured your temperature and said it has dropped, but there's still a slight fever. You needn't go back to the show, just take care of your health."
