"Do you think I sprained my ankle?"
That voice held a hint of teasing, as if it were a rhetorical question, and she wasn't sure.
"I don't know." Lu Wanwan looked at the medicine still on the table, noting that Gu Annan didn't seem inclined to take it. "I just brought it up for you."
Her response was deliberately ambiguous, avoiding a direct answer to that question.
Gu Annan picked up the bottle of medicine, his gaze vaguely resting on her.
Lu Wanwan's hair was slightly disheveled, giving her a somewhat unkempt appearance. Her expression seemed calm, but the anxiety in her eyes was apparent.
"Your worries are unnecessary," Gu Annan began in a leisurely tone. "Xu Yuan will be fine."
"Really?" Lu Wanwan's eyes lit up as she stared at him eagerly. "Thank you, no matter what."
She knew Xu Yuan's situation well. Her family was once affluent, but they hadn't survived the economic crisis of recent years, and their family company had been losing money for several years.
