Who would have thought that Lu Yuqing was so composed, immediately responding with a touch of wistful tone, "Forget it, Old Ma, don't come over. I want to be alone tonight. You're too late, and you should rest at home earlier! If Qingqing wakes up tomorrow morning and doesn't see you again, she's going to make a fuss."
"Oh..." Ma Xudong fell silent for a moment, then replied with a rueful smile, "Alright then, Yuqing, sorry to make you suffer, I'll make it up to you."
"What do you mean 'make it up'? It's fine..."
"Good, get some rest early, you sound like you're about to fall asleep just talking, aren't you?"
"Mm, yes..."
"Alright then! You go straight back to the city tomorrow. I'll stay in the Provincial City for a couple of days, spend some time with Qingqing. Over the weekend, let's go back to your parents' house and have a meal with everyone."
"That works."
