Gu Nanyan: "I have no idea! Besides, this shouldn't have anything to do with me."
A few days ago, though she had a bit of a cold, she hadn't seen Lu Beicheng for over ten days, so it definitely wasn't her who got him sick.
Su Mubai said amusingly, "Who's blaming you, sister-in-law? I just wanted to tell you, my brother is sick with longing for you, sick from missing you, especially after you proposed divorce. Ever since then, my brother has been utterly dispirited, he's been burning up with a fever over 104 degrees, and the hospital can't figure out why; the fever won't go down either."
"If he keeps being sick like this, he might end up ruined."
At Su Mubai's exaggeration, Gu Nanyan chuckled, "Over 104 degrees? By that time, there'd be no need for cremation."
...Su Mubai.
Seeing him rendered speechless by her comeback, she slapped the document she was holding against his head. "You should go into stand-up comedy."
