Lin Yan sent Lin Yang a message, asking if he had reached the dormitory.
Lin Yang did not reply.
"Waiting for a message from your beloved?"
Lu Chenyuan's teasing caused Lin Yan's eyebrows to furrow, her mood looking terrible, "That joke isn't funny at all."
Lu Chenyuan loosened his tie, thought carefully, and realized he hadn't offended this little tyrant.
"Are you unhappy about something at school?" Lu Chenyuan was willing to be a listener at this moment.
He cast aside the messy affairs of the company, and, once home, devoted his time to Lin Yan.
A reasonable allocation.
Lin Yan said sadly, "It's Lin Yang."
As soon as she mentioned this name, Lu Chenyuan raised his hand in a stopping gesture, not wanting Lin Yan to continue.
He was not interested in Lin Yang's affairs; if there was an issue, then it should be resolved. The trivial, mundane issues and his little annoyances, Lu Chenyuan didn't want to hear about them.
